I never have onions because I don't like them and they upset my stomach, so I generally omit them from recipes. /datapoint of one
Make that two, smonster! I do keep onion powder, grudgingly and green onions do not irritate as much.
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I never have onions because I don't like them and they upset my stomach, so I generally omit them from recipes. /datapoint of one
Make that two, smonster! I do keep onion powder, grudgingly and green onions do not irritate as much.
I love onions cooked and carmelized, but I'm not a big fan of raw onions.
I love all onions from raw to caramelized.
I am Burrell wrt onions.
If onions could magically not linger, I'd like them a lot more. I hate the aftertaste and the pervasive smell, but like the flavour in the moment.
I am Jesse wrt onions.
I'm in Burrell's camp--carmelized onions are a yummy snack food.
Yeah, I only like the cooked onions, and carmelized are the YUM. And the pasta Jesse made looks yum with or without.
I went to this fancy burger place today, and was hugely disappointed--because they put tons of bacon on their bacon cheeseburger, but the one they gave me, the bacon was COLD, and seemed way undercooked. WTF, man? I complained (because I sliced it in half to eat it, took one bite, touched the bacon, and went "oh hell no"), and then because I was hungry, scraped off the bacon and ate it anyway. They brought me more bacon but by then I was mostly done. Hrmph. Not going back there.
My custom one feels like it's moving my teeth at night, but if I wear it for several nights, they seem to be in place or whatever. It does kinda hurt in a "ow it's grabbing all my teeth!" way if I haven't worn it in a while. And if I wake up early in the morning, sometimes I'll take it out before I got back to sleep for another hour or so.
So I have today off and decided I would be a good person and go visit my folks. And I did, and I helped dad with email, and clipped the dog's nails, and cleaned the bathrooms, and prepped their dinner.
Well, the universe punished me: I got home to find dog vomit in a puddle upstairs (it even got into the furnace vent on the floor), and multiple piles of dog poop and a big puddle of pee on the floor downstairs, right next to the door into the backyard.
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I can't tell if it's two culprits or just the big dog. Damn it. This is going to be a rough couple of weeks.
I've started chopping my own onions up and browning them to use in my home-made tomato-saucy things. I don't like raw onions, and don't like caramelized ones either, but doing the tomato sauce up this way really adds to the taste.
It was necessary to look up onion-cutting video demonstrations on YouTube in order to figure out how to do that fairly efficiently, since it's not the kind of thing that my Mom did or thought useful to teach.