No, the farm was in downstate Illinois. He did say they were very sweet, like apples.Mary wrote:Maybe his uncle lived in Texas? Or maybe this is/was more common than I realized? It stands to reason that a local crop would be eaten all kinds of ways, and the kids would probably sneak some of anything edible. What is one to do when onions are the local crop? I think I'd rather live in wine country -- and sample the grapes.Chocolatl wrote:My dad used to tell me about visiting his uncle's farm in the summer and eating Bermuda onions like apples.
Onion, onion, which kind of onion?
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Re: Onion, onion, which kind of onion?
Re: Onion, onion, which kind of onion?
When I was between the ages of 6-12 I spent most of my summers on a small Southern Ohio farm in the Teays River Valley and we ate raw onions every night, at least 2-3 apiece. We just peeled them, cut them in half and salted the dickens out of them and crunched away. It would kill me now, especially all that salt.
We also munched on fresh scallions all the time.
When I got interested in girls, I had to drop the onion thing.
We also munched on fresh scallions all the time.
When I got interested in girls, I had to drop the onion thing.
