Amelia43 wrote: ↑31 Dec 2022, 05:35
Fond memories of toast covered in Vegemite and chopped raw onion as a childhood pick-me-up after a bout of illness.
I have fond memories of being on the train to family Summer holiday in France.
The train stopped to let some more people in close to a small village, as trains can, and sometimes will. It wasn't even a stop, it was 'a field', so this 'stop' was quite the surprise. The surprise, to me, grew into sheer marvel as a person stepped into our compartment. He was an old farmer, dressed in proper countryside French blue.
The farmer smiled sweetly at us and sat down in the only available seat left (there were seven of us and there were eight seats). As he smiled and nodded, he produced an onion which he began to peel. Once the onion was peeled, he conjured up a loaf of bread from under his arm, and took a bite from the bread, followed by a bite of onion. All smiles and nods. A happy man, a sweet man. A man in blue, with an onion and a loaf of bread.
This helped me on the way to really liking raw onion. I have never tried it weeza beetofeh véjameeteh though.
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