Picture this ... 15 year old Dammit Sami is sailing the Galapagos with her family. For two weeks, she lives on a 12-person capacity yacht, enjoying some of the most fascinating country this side of the Prime Meridian. Sounds great, right? And it was, except for the fact that EVERY SINGLE MEAL on the boat was HEAVILY "seasoned" with cilantro. Add to that the fact that halfway through the trip, my anti-nausea medicine stopped working so I was miserably seasick and you get to where I am today on the cilatro issue. Cilantro = vomit. GAH. Nothing ruins a perfectly good dish like that horrible, hideous PARSLEY-LOOKING (and don't think I haven't made that mistake, although only once) bit of botantical sadism. HATE.
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I am only just now getting over my hatred of cilantro. Yes...you tainted the taste for me..."pennies" is what you called it. You people are wierd.
I HATE CILANTRO!!! HATE IT HATE IT HATE IT!
Picture this ... 15 year old Dammit Sami is sailing the Galapagos with her family. For two weeks, she lives on a 12-person capacity yacht, enjoying some of the most fascinating country this side of the Prime Meridian. Sounds great, right? And it was, except for the fact that EVERY SINGLE MEAL on the boat was HEAVILY "seasoned" with cilantro. Add to that the fact that halfway through the trip, my anti-nausea medicine stopped working so I was miserably seasick and you get to where I am today on the cilatro issue. Cilantro = vomit. GAH. Nothing ruins a perfectly good dish like that horrible, hideous PARSLEY-LOOKING (and don't think I haven't made that mistake, although only once) bit of botantical sadism. HATE.
i think we were separated at birth.
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