Onions are amazing. I still do the old Boy Scout trick of wrapping onions up in aluminum foil and a pat of butter (with maybe some bell peppers, mushrooms, or whatever else) and throwing the package on the grill until the onions caramelize. They are a beautiful thing on burgers, or by themselves.
I don’t like onions. The one place that I will put up with them is salsa. I like chips and salsa too much.
I’ve made onion-free salsa and highly enjoyed it.
Can’t stand onions, don’t cook with them, don’t want anything to do with them. Like the others, I can deal petulantly with small diced onion in someone else’s chili or spaghetti sauce, but raw is a deal-breaker.
I like every other vegetable listed, though, so that’s gotta count for something.
MMM Onions!
What would we do without onions, garlic, celery, carrots and potatoes?
Especially onions.
Chop em up raw, and throw them on a dog, or in a burrito. Caramelize them and make a soup. Do about anything to an onion, and I’m there. Except, chop them up small if you’re going to caramelize them… I can’t stand biting into something, and pulling out a long “onion-worm” with my teeth. Blech!
I agree with you on the barbecue sauce (sorry, the sauce is not the boss. It’s a grace note to perfectly cooked meat, not the melody.) However, I really can’t think of many dishes I’ve ever had, other than French onion soup, where onion absolutely dominates the flavor of the dish. When it’s cooked, like others have said, the flavor kind of dissolves into everything else unlike, say, garlic, which I do love, but use judiciously, unless the dish is meant to be absolutely dominated by garlic. I do believe there’s such a thing as “too much garlic” and most middle-of-the-road Italian-American food is a testament to that.
I hate raw onions. I had a cousin once that would eat them raw like an apple. I couldn’t watch.
I sautee all my onions before adding them to a recipe - even the little green ones.
Also, for some reason, I have never cried while cutting up an onion. I’ve had people leave the kitchen before because of the smell, but I’m like, “What?”
I used to hate onions. It was a texture thing mostly, I now realize. I got over it, fortunately. There are too many great foods out there to enjoy! My rejecting them based on texture and other childhood biases is a silly way for me to make decisions.
Now I think they’re divine! Well-browned is best, but they can be lovely raw too.
Onions are poisonous and make your private parts shrink. But, if you eat a lot of onions ,you will be alone anyway. Onions have the texture of a plastic bag . But a bag does not release nasty aromas.
Camelized vidalias are the joint! Gotta put them on baked potatoes, fluffed with tons of butter and white american cheese and a tiny bit of salt. My husband told me I am insane for eating that, but I always catch him nibbling.
ETA: gonzo, run that by me again. Make my private parts stink? Cite! Please, cite. I eat onions every single day, sometimes twice a day. Please tell me you are pulling my leg.
I hate onions too!
They smell like sweat. Who wants to eat sweat???
This thread just leaves me dumbfounded. I mean, onion is such a food staple. What of red onion? Garlic? Leek? They are all delicious.
I have a serious dislike for onions. Raw, they make me throw up, literally. I don’t digest them properly, if at all. Cooked, they can be ok, sometimes.
After what they have done to my digestive tract on more than one occasion, I definitely wouldn’t call them innocuous. That can be some serious damage up in there.
I like the taste and texture of onions just fine, but on too many occasions they have made me really, really regret eating them, so I generally avoid them :(.
I can’t stand onions. Just knowing they exist saddens me. If someone eats an onion in my presence I have to go lock myself in the bathroom and pull three eyelashes. If I see a piece of onion in thier mouth I have to lock myself in the bathroom and cut myself a little.
Consider my ignorance fought. I can see if onions cause a reaction in you as some have mentioned, but I did not know that so many people existed that don’t like onions.
Onions are powerful and I get you on the overpowering thing, especially raw ones. Especially raw red onions. FYI to onion lovers: there is no way to mask the smell of raw red onions, so if you’re in a social situation, skip 'em. If you make dishes for public consumption (like potlucks) with huge hunks of raw red onions, I hate you. But if I’m at home, I’ll slap a finely sliced couple of rings on my burger.
I wonder if you are only exposed to crap onions? Being in Texas we have easy access to huge, sweet Vidalia onions. Magnificent. Those ones you buy in a bag for like $3 for 5 pounds? Those are shite. Well, honestly, I can tolerate them, but a Vidalia onion is AWESOME.
I don’t think there’s a single dish I cook that doesn’t have onions. Onions, like garlic, bell peppers, and rice, are absolute staples in my house. Considering that I cook Italian, Caribbean, Indian, and Asian food mostly, you can see why.
However, I guess I can sympathize with the onion haters about how all-consuming a hatred of a food that seemingly everyone else likes. I’ve gone on record here stating how I lose respect for people who eat stinky hardboiled eggs in public. I suppose onion haters feel the way I do about people who dip tobacco: it’s a disgusting, filthy habit, but if you must do it, do it in private, with the windows drawn, with a suffocating sense of shame.
Can not pull your leg. Onions have atrophied it.
Want flavor eat the best food, super,super sharp cheddar. That is good for you.
I’ve enjoyed 11 year old cheddar together with well-carmelized onions. Heaven!
My stepdad hates onion, and he’s a very despicable person.
The two may or may not be related.
I’ve always considered Vidalias onions for people who don’t like onions. I don’t hate the things, I just never buy them as they taste flavorless and watery to me.
So I’m not the only Vidalia disliker? I like sweet onions, but Vidalias aren’t nearly as good as Walla Wallas.
(I am from Washington so this might just be a geographical bias.)
I can’t fathom hating onions. Not being able to eat them because of digestive upset? It’s a sad fact that I’ll accept. Not liking the texture of some preparations? Sure. But hating all onions all the time? That’s only slightly more understandable than hating chocolate.