Onion hands

I just rubbed my nose and would not have really been aware of doing it had not the smell of ONION triggered my brain into thinking FOOD. Yesterday I sauteed a bit of onion (Vidalia) to put on part of a cheese pizza from Little Caesar’s. It turned out to be tasty, although the pieces were weighty – I had to eat by sliding the piece to the edge of the plate and taking a bite. Definitely not restaurant manners, but effective.

I have washed my hands many, many times since then, and still the aroma of cooked onions clings to my fingers. In fact, I keep interrupting this typing to take a sniff.

SNIFF SNIFF SNIFF SNIFF SNIFF

Hmmmm, hungry . . . on my way to the kitchen.