the sloppy copy

I made what could be called a “pallet’s worth” of corn-and-black-bean salsa yesterday, and while it is pretty damn scrumptious, my hands still reek of the red onion I so finely chopped and carefully added to the mixture.

I’d heard/read that lemon juice takes the onion smell out, so I diligently laundered my phalanges with approximately a litre of the stuff. Nope. Now I have lemony-onion scented hands with slight undertones of the sponge I used to scrub them clean. This is almost worse than when I started.

Time to ask Uncle Google what to do now, I guess.