When I was a kid, onions were the enemy. White, green, red … I didn’t want any part of them.

My tastes obviously changed as I grew up, and now I use onions quite often when I cook. As my mom would say (when they were left on the edge of my plate at the dinner table), “you can’t even taste them … they taste exactly like whatever they were cooked in”.

First of all, Mom, you’re wrong. But that’s okay because I love them now. This week I’ve been practically obsessed.

Yesterday, I had red onion in my breakfast wrap (with egg whites, spinach, chia seeds, nutritional yeast and green peppers), in my lunch (a chicken pita wrap from a Greek restaurant at the mall) and it had a starring role in the quesadilla I made for supper.

Toppings spilling out! Green peppers/red onion/cheese/chicken/spinach, with cantaloupe on the side.

I was all out of Greek yogurt (warning: NEVER let that happen), so I drizzled some sriracha on top.

Did I mention that the onion pieces weren’t sautéed for any of my meals? Uncooked, baby. Raw, raw, raw. I don’t cook my veggies for a lot of meals … I like having the crunch included. I’m sure I probably smelled lovely all day.

Did you ever detest something (doesn’t have to be food) as a child but love it now? Or do you still push it around your plate so it looks like you ate some? And don’t pretend you didn’t do that. I know all the tricks, guys.

I also used to have a severe aversion to refried beans, but now I’m such a Mexican food junkie that not liking them would practically be a sin.

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In unrelated, non vegetable news … I got another iPhone. A big, HUGE shout out to Apple for sending me a brand new (practically free) iPhone because mine was having periodic seizures.

Hello lover.

Hallelujah! And yes, I get inappropriately excited over menial, materialistic things. Guilty.

Have a wonderful weekend Do you have any exciting plans ? I want to hear about them!