Onions!! Traditional Cache

The worst thing in the world is the taste of onions. Some things (like hazel nuts), I can taste and think, "You know what? This doesn't taste very good. When I'm done with this, I'm not going to have anymore." With onions, however, my body has a reflex to expell the contents of my mouth as a speeding projectile whenever I taste onions. Then it's more like, "I just spit something out of my mouth! What's going on? It happened so quickly! What happened? Oh, okay; it was the taste of onions. Now I know what happened."

Trauma Avoidance. One day, my sweetie saw me "preparing" a hamburger. It had some diced onions even when I asked for no onions on my burger. I took a french fry and scraped away the onions off of my burger. Then I scraped off a layer of bread from the bun to de-onion-ify it. Then, since the french fry was contaminated with disgusting onion-matter, I had to discard that french fry into the pile of toxic waste. She asked what I was going to do with that french fry. "Isn't it obvious?" I thought to myself. I told her that the french fry touched onions and was now dead to me, being of no further use as an edible french fry. She loves onions; and she loves potatoes, of which french fries are a tasty version to her. So she took that awful french fry and ate it. That's when she saw that I avoid eating onions.

Discovery. Did you know that chives taste nearly as bad as onions? One day, my sweetie pulled a fresh piece of something that looked like grass to me. She said that it was chives and was edible. Okay, I had never seen or tasted chives before, so now she wants me to eat grass with her. Hmmm. I thought I'd entertain her by taking a bite of this grass-stuff. I bit down and Projectile! there it goes out of my mouth. Awful! Just like the taste of onions!!! She laughed, saying that she knew I didn't like onions (and chives!), but she didn't know how bad. Now she knew that it was real. I told her that the taste of onions was as bad as the smell of a thick, strong stench of skunk; and the smell of fresh onions is physically sickening to me. Since then, there have been lots of other unexpected "incidents of projection" that make for good stories. Bad experiences often make for good stories.

Believer. There was an incident where we were driving down the road and came upon the dreaded stench of fresh road-kill skunk. We all made the usual noises of disgust, but then my sweetie declared, "It's true! Your face is wrinkled up so bad with disgust and looks just like the face you have when you taste onions."

Relief. My ability to taste things in general is severely lacking. My sweetie loves the taste of onions and has figured out how much onion she can cook into the food before I begin to taste it. I don't mind eating onions; I just can't stand tasting onions. So she can eat her scrumptious onions, and I don't have to taste poison.

You are looking for a black ammo box with a cantuland-geocache-logo painted on the sides. Original contents include a Guide to Geocaching, a Sacagawea gold dollar coin, a Kansas quarter, a Lewis-and-Clark edition nickel, one of those new-Lincoln-image-on-the-back pennies, an old wheat penny, and lots of other miscellaneous trade items.

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