October 09, 2011
I was fourteen years old. I remember that fateful night... I was at an ice cream parlor in NYC. They sold the most disgusting ice cream flavor ever... DUN DUN DUN. You guessed it. The devilish plant we refer to as cilantro. Now, I didn't know at the time that cilantro was terrible. I took the first bite of it... and nearly laid an egg. For that was the worst ice cream I had ever tasted. My friend named Holly turned against me for it, saying that I was an ungrateful little b!tch, because she had bought me that ice cream. But still, it tasted like a mixture of butter, fat, pepper, cabbage, salt, mustard, and vinegar.