I hate them. No, that’s not even right, I hate them raw, the feeling, the smell, the fact that once you eat a tiny itty bitty piece of it, you can taste it all da even if you wash your mouth with bleach! yuck! But I don’t mind them cooked. Anyway…I saw one onion butt (you know…the hairy little part at the end) on my kitchen counter, was ready to throw it away, and then thought…onion!
I put it in a rice pudding cup with some water and a few days later the lil thing sprouted.
Today my lil cipolla – that’s its name – moved to its own planter.
I really do plant anything, huh!?
I am ready to plant some potatoes (this time just for the plant, not for potato farming…even tho…hey…you never know!
