Kindle
About 15 hundred years ago, people started thinking it was cute to add loathesome cilantro to my favorite cuisines: Indian, Thai, Indonesian, and Mexican. For years, I've been hoping that reports would come out announcing that cilantro causes cancer. I've wondered how much it would cost to genetically engineer an insect or fungus that laid waste to cilantro crops. So far, no luck. At least I can cry on the shoulders of other cilantro depisers at IHateCilanto.com. The first-person cilantro stories are fun to read.
LinkThat summer, a group of us decided to spend a week or so camping on the beach on the Pacific side of Costa Rica, which involved a 12 mile trek from where we left the van. Supplies were divided up between the group, and I wound up lugging some of the food items, including the cilantro. About half way to the beach, my future wife and I halted at a bluff, ostensibly to watch some soaring King vultures. When all of the group had passed by, I threw the cilantro off the bluff. The two of us bonded over our little secret, and love was born. The rest of the group never figured out what happened to the cilantro, which lead to frantic digging through packs and prolonged bitching when dinner time came around. Needless to say, I ate better for that week than I did for the rest of the trip. "