No trace of an onion. I looked everywhere. I nabbed a pint of Tusker and it seems to have had a positive effect on the cold. Or was it the altitude? We might never know. That is, until I find an onion…
Day 4. If mean onion density at the airport is anything to go by, the country must be experiencing an onion drought like anything we’ve ever seen. This place seemingly has many layers… but I am yet to slice through the most shallot of them. Somewhere in there, a bulb awaits… I just know it
Crunchy (hopefully, instead of sticky), watery, spicy - all at the same time. Sounds intriguing
If you ever have a wicked head cold snack on some raw white onion. Makes my sinuses run like a god damn firehose.
I have one right now… but no access to an onion. I’m at the airport. Perhaps in the duty-free zone. Thanks for the advice
Lmk how it goes
No trace of an onion. I looked everywhere. I nabbed a pint of Tusker and it seems to have had a positive effect on the cold. Or was it the altitude? We might never know. That is, until I find an onion…
And so the hunt for an onion continues
Day 4. If mean onion density at the airport is anything to go by, the country must be experiencing an onion drought like anything we’ve ever seen. This place seemingly has many layers… but I am yet to slice through the most shallot of them. Somewhere in there, a bulb awaits… I just know it