ONIONS

Anyone who really knows me, knows that I hate onions with a passion! I cannot stress enough - how much I dislike them. As I was growing up, my mom had to keep the onions, double bagged in a drawer in a dresser that was downstairs in the basement so that I didn't smell them. I cannot be around when someone is trying to cook with them. I mean the smell - UGH. I had a boyfriend once that did not understand how I really felt about onions - I warned him that they made me physically ill, he didn't believe me. So after eating a burger with big, thick slices of onion on it - he tried to kiss me - I threw up all over him. He understood after that. Now I know I am not alone.