August 09, 2008
I first encountered the Scourge at a noodle shop in Chicago, just out of college. I ate with a friend who raved about the place, and we ended up ordering the same thing. Even with the first bite, I noticed a foul taste akin to... diesel fuel. I figured something awful had made its way into my meal (little did I know), and asked my friend if his also tasted like gasoline. He thought his was delicious, but I tasted the same thing when I took a bite of his.
It was only later, as I developed a strong addiction to Thai food, that I narrowed down where that taste was coming from. Like Mexican, it sucks to have such a love/hate relationship with a cuisine that is one the one hand delicious, but is so often ruined by the pervasiveness of cilantro in that cuisine.
Ban the Green Menace!