I would rather give birth again than dice an onion. Well, that's a tiny exaggeration, but you get my point. I love to cook with them, but they hurt my eyes something fierce. Since John Jay has a full time job, and I'm pretty sure that Anne's too busy to come over and chop for me, I had to come up with a solution.
Goggles.
You can laugh, but it works. And the next time you are chopping and weeping, you'll think of me.
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