If cilantro were a historical malevolent dictator, who would it be? Why?
My cilantro story, first experience, recent anecdote, rant, etc...
I recently had to drive down Highway 126 In Santa Paula in So. Cal. It is a ag area. They had just harvested a couple of hundred acres of that horrible stuff. The air was thick with the putrid smell of cilantro. I started to vomit. I had to stop and go the long way around through Ventura to get back home. They really should put up warning signs.
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