I’m unable to eat onion. I suspect my Mum was too. The only time it got used in cooking at home was my Dad making onion gravy, which neither me nor my Mum would eat. Fortunately I’m fine with garlic, but onion makes me violently ill.
Me too. Yellow, white, and red onion are a gastrointestinal disaster for me. Green onion seems to be okay, and I’m a little iffy on whether leeks and shallots are fine. But give me all the garlic.
I don’t get ill, but the taste of it is just foul. It ruins dishes unless it’s very well hidden, and yet people insist on trying to sneak it in. They are actually proud of managing to add an ingredient in a way that it can’t be detected.
She requires enough alcohol to kill a horse just to get a decent buzz. Trying to poison Sweetheart is a little bit like trying to kill Popeye by throwing spinach at him.
Cooked onions have less of the hemolytic chemical, plus, dogs actually have to eat a lot over a period of time for it to poison them. And most dogs are willing to risk it, they love onions, garlic and other alliums which, it turns out, fleas do not like.
With raw onion 1 gram of onion per pound of the pets weight is considered the limit for significant poisoning, and even less for garlic. Cooked onion indeed has less of n-propyl sulfide, but the chemical is a significant part of what makes onions taste like onions, so anything that tastes like an onion is still toxic to almost all mammals.
Humans are a bit different from a lot of other mammals, in that we are garbage disposals. We eat all kinds of toxic stuff which doesnt effect us, well not at first anyhow.
Just a little while ago, we had a tiger-slash-swamp-monster ingest a nuclear device as it cut loose. I think we’re up to a little cliff running over or anvil dropping.
Mmm…maybe I will cook that eye round roast I bought yesterday this weekend after all. So hard to find one small enough for a serving of one. Let me see if I’ve got an onion…
I’m amazed there are no digital artists making Narboniverse characters… Imagine printing off a fullsized Artie gerbil for the top of your monitor, or a small Unity…
I dabble, but I’m a bigger fan of other stuff (3D print a tiny Tom Servo and Crow from black PLA and put them in front of your TV/monitor; you will never regret it).
Who isn’t a sucker for onion gravy?
Yes you are yes you are yes you are
I’m unable to eat onion. I suspect my Mum was too. The only time it got used in cooking at home was my Dad making onion gravy, which neither me nor my Mum would eat. Fortunately I’m fine with garlic, but onion makes me violently ill.
My people!!
Me too. Yellow, white, and red onion are a gastrointestinal disaster for me. Green onion seems to be okay, and I’m a little iffy on whether leeks and shallots are fine. But give me all the garlic.
I don’t get ill, but the taste of it is just foul. It ruins dishes unless it’s very well hidden, and yet people insist on trying to sneak it in. They are actually proud of managing to add an ingredient in a way that it can’t be detected.
I’m yet to figure out the logic of that one.
Dogs and cats. They should not eat onion anything. Or garlic. Those two things are very bad for them to eat. So, no onion gravy for Sweetheart.
We’re talking about a genetically-enhanced superdog that routinely consumes alcohol. She’ll be fine.
She requires enough alcohol to kill a horse just to get a decent buzz. Trying to poison Sweetheart is a little bit like trying to kill Popeye by throwing spinach at him.
Not sure about onions, but I’ll eat almost anything with enough gravy.
We all knew it was going to happen eventually with sweetheart in charge
Sweetheart must be an engineered super dog to avoid hemolytic anemia from the onion gravy. Mmm, onion gravy.
Cooked onions have less of the hemolytic chemical, plus, dogs actually have to eat a lot over a period of time for it to poison them. And most dogs are willing to risk it, they love onions, garlic and other alliums which, it turns out, fleas do not like.
With raw onion 1 gram of onion per pound of the pets weight is considered the limit for significant poisoning, and even less for garlic. Cooked onion indeed has less of n-propyl sulfide, but the chemical is a significant part of what makes onions taste like onions, so anything that tastes like an onion is still toxic to almost all mammals.
Hey! As a certified mammal I question that. Mmm, onion gravy.
Humans are a bit different from a lot of other mammals, in that we are garbage disposals. We eat all kinds of toxic stuff which doesnt effect us, well not at first anyhow.
What the limit for a talking dog?
We’re talking about a dog that easily survived a bathtub full of tequila. It was literally more than her body’s own volume. She’ll be fine.
and is, what is more, a cartoon character.
Probably still shouldn’t drop anvils on her or trick her into running off a cliff to see if she keeps going until she looks down.
Just a little while ago, we had a tiger-slash-swamp-monster ingest a nuclear device as it cut loose. I think we’re up to a little cliff running over or anvil dropping.
Mmm…maybe I will cook that eye round roast I bought yesterday this weekend after all. So hard to find one small enough for a serving of one. Let me see if I’ve got an onion…
U.N.I.T.Y. getting philosophical is somehow disturbing, the fact that her plan might have merit even more so.
I must admit that I do like onion gravy too.
Unity has evolved a lot since her days as Angeline Pipt!
Whoa, that was smart. Has Unity been eating fresh brains or something?
Sometimes, you have to think with your heart instead of your brain.
E. B. will depart with the rat. Trust Unity, it’s come to that. If there’s misbehave-y, they’ll have onion gravy. Now, who could say no to all that?
*Applause*
Good one!
Redeye gravy’d do in a pinch…
I’m amazed there are no digital artists making Narboniverse characters… Imagine printing off a fullsized Artie gerbil for the top of your monitor, or a small Unity…
I dabble, but I’m a bigger fan of other stuff (3D print a tiny Tom Servo and Crow from black PLA and put them in front of your TV/monitor; you will never regret it).
It’s all gravy from here on out.