February 21, 2006
All in all, cilantro and I had not tussled much ... until about 13 years ago. I had grown up with salsa, never noticing the green menace. Then when I was about 15, I went to eat my first Thai meal. I order my food, no not the evil that lurked beyond the kitchen door. When the plates were brought to the table, every dish was COVERED in cilantro, much in the style one would use flat-leaf parsley. Given that each dish was coated in a a sauce, the cilantro was stuck fast, resisting greatly any sort of removal. The first bite brought the bile up. No matter how I scraped it aside, it always managed to be in my next mouthful. I was lucky to have made it out of that restaurant alive. To this day, I cannot take a step into a Thai restaurant, not to mention it's evil allies, Vietnamese, Cambodian et al.