A old diet which could also be used nationwide for uninvited 'guests'.
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I sat down on the spot, sir, and began to ponder: will a vagabond like that be very much trouble to me? And on thinking it over it seemed he would not be much trouble. He must be fed, I thought. Well, a bit of bread in the morning, and to make it go down better I’ll buy him an onion. At midday I should have to give him another bit of bread and an onion; and in the evening, onion again with kvass, with some more bread if he wanted it. And if some cabbage soup were to come our way, then we should both have had our fill.
Fyodor Dostoevsky - An Honest Thief (1848)
Fyodor Dostoevsky - An Honest Thief (1848)
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Not just any bread - Marks and Spencers Dostoevsky bread. Artisan, of course, and maybe gluten free.
I've never fogotten a snippet from a Solzhenitsyn book, which I was reading as Senora O'Blene had it on her bookshelf when we first met, and I needed to display a lttle 'culture'... (It was dreadful, and she said exactly the same when I knew her better), but, there was a line when someone was on a Russian train, in a sleeper carriage, and his wife was 'on the upper bunk, eating an onion'...
Sounds like fun...
DJ - or Tesco Traditional Onion Bread - a free onion with every loaf.
Scrobs - maybe they thought an onion a day keeps the doctor away, which it probably did.
I think I can remember Onion Johnnies from Brittany. But perhaps what I really remember is cartoons of Onion Johnnies. When did they stop coming to Britain? Giggle AI claims:
Post-War Survival: Many residents recall them on bicycles in the 1960s and 1970s.
dearieme - I vaguely remember seeing an Onion Johnny but can't remember where. Didn't see them in Derbyshire, but I also remember the cartoons so I may never have seen one at all.
I can recall seeing Onion Johnys, wearing their berets, cycling along the South coast, followed by reports of enterprising Brits, wearing bowler hats, going to France on their bikes, selling pork pies. No idea how successful they were.
Penseivat
Penseivat - I think it was somewhere on the South coast that I saw a chap on a bike with his strings of onions. I hope the pork pie idea was successful but I bet it couldn't be done now - rules.
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