me + pickled onions
Hello, here I am, sheepishly making my return after over a month of absence. Although I would love to say I've been busy, if I'm being honest I've just been lazy. But the wonder of running your own blog is you are only accountable to yourself. To my very few loyal readers, I apologize and I hope you didn't miss me too much. Ok. Pickled onions. I have a knack for developing habitual food obsessions. There was the cheese omelette phase, and then the quinoa salad infatuation, and of course the long term love affair with edamame beans. The past few months I have been falling in love with pickled onions. I think this obsession would have come about much sooner had I realized how easy it is to make them yourself. I believe it all began with that one turkey sandwich from Plankers in downtown Bend, Oregon. She was beautiful, all dressed up in her soft ciabatta bread, gooey melted Swiss, oven roasted turkey, perfectly ripe avocados, and the star of the show: pickled onions. I...
