I love me some mexican food. That is my food. I will gladly eat it every day for the rest of my life, and am always trying out new recipes. However, without fail, the one ingredient I will ALWAYS forget is green onions. I blame myself, for I usually just scratch down g. onions, read that as regular onions, and get more of those even though I already have too many, and then every bite I taste feels empty and alone without the tangy zing of the long forgotten green onions. I'm sure this is already fascinating, but stay with me here. I have been seeing pins all over pinterest to easily regrow green onions, like the one below:
Basically, you put the roots in a glass of water and make sure to change it every few days, and you will have new sprouts. Thanks to genius sites like Pintester , I now have a healthy mistrust of all pins that seem too good to be true, but I decided to give it a go anyways, but in a way that would allow me to be lazy because there is no doubt in my mind I would forget to change the water every few days and it would develop into a murky swamp of alien life that would slowly take over my windowsill until people come to visit and then I have to remove it with gardening tools because I'm afraid to touch it.*
So I decided to plant it in soil because that requires less maintenance. I already had a dying Spearmint plant in an old Anthropologie pot on my hands, so I just ripped out the plant, jostled up the soil a bit, stuck five fingerholes in the soil and crammed some green onion roots in, leftover from a grocery trip in which the way more responsible and less forgetful LOML did the shopping.
It honestly took me about 3 minutes to replant these, and it is crazy how well it works. In about 2 weeks, I had more green onions than I knew what to do with, and I have been harvesting them for the past 3 months since. Here is what it looks like now, after I had cut some a few days ago.
They look a bit more bedraggled than the ones on Pinterest, but that's real life for ya. I will probably add some more roots to fill it out in the hopes that they will support each other as they grow, because these babies get long. Added bonus: they give your kitchen the french farmhouse look of haphazardly grown herbs, now I just need a collection of aged copper pots.
*This has never, ever happened to me before.