It sounds like an old wives tale, and maybe I'm naturally resistant, but if I consistently press my tongue to the roof of my mouth as I chop onions, I do not cry.
Anecdotal, of course.
It sounds like an old wives tale, and maybe I'm naturally resistant, but if I consistently press my tongue to the roof of my mouth as I chop onions, I do not cry.
Anecdotal, of course.