I brought the first handful of spring onions in the house on Christmas Eve, and placed them in a bowl to chop up later. My husband immediately turned and asked me what that smell was.
These homegrown onions smelled so delicious, so pungently fragrant, that we were shocked, being used to our fragrance-less, store-bought spring onions.
Never again. It's the smell. We're sold on homegrown.
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