Ow...
I just cut my finger chopping onions. Stupid rubbish cooking. Not so badly I need to leave the house and seek out expertise (how dreary would that have been, crossing town in the Friday rush hour?), but bad enough that I went all faint and had to lie down for a bit. It's all plastered over and I can type again now, but I think I'll still take the opportunity to sulk in front of the telly tonight.
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I went off and chopped onions again tonight, with the same tearful result. At least the food made it worthwhile.
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I might try refrigerating them for a bit next time, if I remember....
There's a brilliant photo of my brother, aged about ten, peeling onions for my mother to pickle and wearing a diving mask.
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:-D :-D