We had a bit of drama this morning – the battery on our car was flat. After we got it sorted out, I went back inside and couldn’t find the cat. I checked in all of her usual hiding spots but Pippa was no where to be found. Then I checked my bedroom.
Well, don’t you look comfy cozy?
People cry when chopping onions because the veggie releases an enzyme into the air; this enzyme irritates humans’ eyes and makes us shed a tear or two.
Buuuuuuut. I have never cried while onion chopping! I literally stuck my eyeballs right next to this sucker while cutting it for my salad… No tears. What gives?
Am I immune to the enzyme? Is it my contacts? Am I an onion superhero?
The world may never know.
Here’s something that definitely did not make me cry…
Peanut butter-stuffed dates. Mmm. Perfect sweet snack.
So – where did the onion go for a few drinks? The Salad Bar, of course.