Talkin' Shit About A Pretty Sunset

Just discovered pickled cocktail onions. Happened completely by accident, too. I ran out of olives for martinis so was forced to make a Gibson.

And, wow. Impressive.

Once you go pickled onion, you never go back to pickled olive. Can't believe I've lived for 31 years without knowing the pure pleasure of this small, tangy white orb.

You learn something every day.