Summer time brings out the salsa for a lot of folks - lovely, cilantro filled salsa. For instance, Mom and I went to Margarita's yesterday (there's one in Weymouth now but it feels so very different from the one in Orono where I saw Howie Day play on St Patrick's Day in 1999) and their tasty salsa reminded me of this fun little diversionary story about cilantro I once heard on NPR.Apparently, there are people out there who loathe the taste of cilantro. To them, it is like eating poison, or soap. The reporter on the story hypothesized that this was because the cilantro haters had some kind of gene that we non cilantro haters didn't have. Turned out it was the opposite: cilantro haters are missing a sensory of a scent and the lack of this abilty to smell this scent is considered a deficiency! Ha!
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