May 06, 2006
Hi. I am Samantha from Italy. I read about yuou in a poplular national newspepar. I wuold likr to tell you about my story and my anger with cilandtro. In Italy they call HIM coliandro. I call him crazy parsly.
First of all, I met cilantro in portugal, in a restaurant. We wanted to have a sea food soup, and we werw starving. Soup on the table, our mouth happy about the food, our spoon in the soup, our moth on the spoon. My face turned pale. I puke the soup. I can even explain. Now I can't stay in a room with cilantro. even with an open window. Thanks all. S.