Sunday, 17 March 2013

Poem. slicing onions. different recipe.

I just realised the truth of it, onions no longer bring tears when I am slicing them. A little like realising that something that was once very important no longer matters. Or it could just be that red onions are milder than the others.

Here I am taking the photo. Note the cat lying in his winter position on the radiator behind me.
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2 comments:

  1. Anonymous18 March 2013 at 11:01

    We have meals containing onions on the days I wear my contact lenses - I can chop for hours, tear free.

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  2. Francesca18 March 2013 at 20:33

    I am imagining vats of onion soup on the contact lenses days!

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