Dad’s daily lunch fare is—gasp—onion sandwich. (I do not like raw onions in any form or food.) He insists on the large Wala Wala or Vidalia mild sweet onions. With the onion cut in two, an inserted fork keeps one half in place while he cuts a large sandwich slice, which goes on multi-grain bread with a slathering of mayonnaise and spicy mustard, a slice of tomato, a square of Swiss cheese, and leaves of lettuce, with potato chips on the side and a cold Diet Coke for refreshment. Dad keeps telling me how delicious his onion sandwiches are, and I keep telling him I will try one someday. I don’t know that I will.
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Roger, your dad is right. You don’t know what you’re missing!
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Well, now that it’s 2 against 1, I guess I had better try an onion sandwich!
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Howard loves onion & cheese sandwiches as well. He claims it’s because he has a cultivated palate. We both love onions…raw and cooked.
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Okay, the world is colluding to convince me to try!
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