One advantage of having a future chef in the house...she'll chop onions for me! I used to be able to chop onions with no tears at all until I was pregnant the first time. Not sure I understand why, but ever since then I avoid doing so unless I feel the need to shed a waterfall of tears. Go figure. Last night Amy chopped 2 large ones for me. Ah, youth! No tears were shed and her technique is poetry in motion. And me? I spent the time watching, tearing up (darn onion smell), and looking forward to the day when my "Chef Amy" wants to just take over in the kitchen and I can sit back and reap the benefits!
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