This is a very fun read. Here’s a taste:
> He liked to fit a whole onion into the hollowed-out heel of a loaf of French bread and eat it as if it were an apple. He had an extraordinary appetite for onions, the stronger the better, and said that “Good ale, raw onions, and no ladies” was the motto of his saloon.
As a lover of both crusty baguette ends and onions, I can’t wait to try this.
