How to cut an onion without crying
Since we started dating, Will and I had gone out to eat more times than was good for either our budgets or our waistlines, so one day in late October we decided it was time to stay in and cook. I invited Will to my place. For this inaugural meal prep, I selected the recipes and the ingredients. I know where the appliances, pots, and pans live at my house. We’d work together, but I’d lay the groundwork for meal prep. How hard could this be, right?
All good to start
In the kitchen, we quickly divvied up responsibilities. Then we started collecting ingredients, washing veggies, and arranging utensils for the tasks ahead of us. I leaned over to pull a set of mixing bowls out of the cupboard as Will gathered onions, a cutting board, and a knife. I shut the cupboard door, stood up, and set the bowls on the counter. Then Will asked the question that would unhinge me.
“Can I show you how to cut an onion?”
Can he show me how to cut an onion?! Really?! I was incensed and replied with the passion of the deeply offended.
“No, you cannot show me how to cut an onion! I know how to cut onions. I’ve been cutting onions to prepare meals for my family for over 30 years! You’re not going to show me how to cut an onion. As if!”
