“The world is just a great big onion,
and pain and fear are the spices that make you cry.”
Well, old Marvin got that a bit wrong, as there aren’t any spices in onions. You cry when you cut into one because of the release of a volatile gas, syn-propanethial-S-oxide which stimulates nerves in the eye. I don’t suppose that springs to mind readily when writing a song lyric. 😀
Ah, Marvin and Tammi. Songs of my youth. 🙂
Red onions never make me cry. In fact I chopped one tonight, for a Pesto/Pasta meal, and no tears at all.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Mine did! Cheers Pete.
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Onions never fail to make me cry.ðŸ˜
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Me too 😊😰
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“I gave some onions to my lass,
She cried aloud, ‘These give me gas!
Syn-pro-pan-
(I ran!)
eh-thee-ee-el
(Oh hell!)
ess-ox-ide!’
And died.”
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There’s always one! 🙄🤣
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I loved this post!
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🙂 Thanks!
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You’re welcome!
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‘I don’t want a pickle, I just want to drive of my motorcycle’
But if you keep your mouth open when cutting onions it should stop you crying, even if it does mean you end up dribbling into your curry 🙂
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Drive on, not of 🙂 Although Arlo Guthrie was always getting his lyrics mixed up, so who knows? Hell I dont even know if its about an onion!
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🤣🤣
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Hmmm 🤣
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I bet Tom Lehrer tried.
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nah, too busy poisoning pigeons! 🙂
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I hate chopping onions, it always stings my eyes. Great pic.
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Hah, has to be done 🙂
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Yes, unfortunately they’re a crucial ingredient in many a dish!
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