with goggles and a knife.
Or some of us do.
Yesterday, I announced distractedly to the bodies in the kitchen with me — “I need someone to cut onions for me while I shred carrots.”
A few minutes later, I looked up and saw that TWO able bodies had responded to my general call for help. And they came fully prepared to face the onions without shedding a tear.
.
Hmmm . . . there is something about a man in goggles, prepared to face the onion.
A bit nerdy. Definitely manly. And very, very sweet.
Prairie Sings 
So…does that work?
Sandra, it must work. Sid and Sidney haven’t cut onions without goggles for a few years now.
I never want to bother, as it seems like an aggravation, so I cut onions with lots of tears, eyes half-closed and by feel. I might start wearing goggles one day, after I have cut myself.