December 15, 2006
First real cilantro backslap came when I was visiting a close friend's house for her birthday. Her family's background is Middle Eastern, and her mom made tabbouleh, one of the young woman's favorite dishes. Well, I took one little nibble and I swear my eyes crossed--My tongue rang with the taste of old pennies--Yikes! The rest of *that* bite went in the trash right quick! And here they all were, happily munching away. I felt like a freak!
(I'm more an onion-hater than a cilantro-hater, if only texture-wise, so I didn't try the tabbouleh 'til late. Fortunately!) Oof-dah, remind me never to try *that* again...