If cilantro were a historical malevolent dictator, who would it be? Why?
Stalin. His surreptitious and ruthless suppression of everyone, brash style and hypocritical nature is akin to the flavour of cilantro and its corrupting effect on other foods.
My cilantro story, first experience, recent anecdote, rant, etc...
8 years ago. It was in mom's curry. I hated it, but I had to eat the whole serving. Mom didnt understand why I was complaining. I knew not the name of the corrupting factor. It ruined that holiday.
More about me:
For many years I hated it, even from my first taste of it. For a few years I did not even know the name of that fell enemy. Then I learned its name. I told them how terrible cilantro is. They didnt believe me. They wouldnt change the recipe. Thus, I accepted it as an inevitable possiblity in every dining experience. For years I have soldiered through countless salads and curries, all containing that which I hate. Now I know there are others who hate it even more than I. I am heartened by the discovery of this bastion of defence against the culinary evils of cilantro. Now I will no longer tolerate the presence of cilantro. Thank you all, for your inspiring words.