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Monday Morning in the Kitchen: Getting Rid of Onion Smells on Hands

My daughter-in-law taught my son a nifty household tip that I wish I had known years and years ago.  I do not enjoy cutting up onions; not only do they make me cry, they leave an odor on my hands.  A food processor attachment on my blender solved problem number one, but if I happened to touch raw onions, I still had problem number two.  
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No more!  Apparently the secret to removing onion smell on your hands is to rub your hands over stainless steel.  A sink works, as does a spoon.  

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While we were at Yellowstone, I put a roast in a crockpot for Sunday dinner.  When I was at church, I noticed that my hands smelled of onions.  I remembered the tip, and when we returned to the cabin, I took out a stainless steel spoon and rubbed my offensive hands all over it.  My hands immediately passed the sniff test!  Super-sniffer youngest daughter was the only person who said my hands still smelled vaguely of onion; no one else noticed any onion odor.  

What is one of your tried-and-true tips?
 
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Thanks for incredibly clever daughter-in-law!
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  1. I learned that during VBC one year. I don't even remember which skit we did with the kids, but part of it was rubbing their arms with onion, then later using a spoon to get the smell away. Amazing how well it works!

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  2. What a great tip! Thank that bright new-daughter for me.
    No great tips from me though, I'm not much of a kitchen-hero.

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  3. I've heard of this tip, but like your daughter I didn't think it eliminated all the odor.



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  4. That is a great tip! I'm like you -- I hate that smell on my hands so I will certainly try this. My trick -- when you have cut a bunch of chile peppers a fresh lemon will remove the oils from your skin. Something one should do before handling their contacts!

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  5. I rub my hands along the faucet. Helps a lot, but I can always smell it a little, like your youngest daughter can.

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  6. Yep... been doing that one for years.. funny how it can be just simple things that we can do. Doesn't take some expensive product to "fix" whatever ails us!

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  7. I've heard that tip about using the stainless steel ring around your sink -- great if you have that kind of sink, but the spoon would be a great alternative. I take the easy way out and use disposable gloves. I have extremely sensitive hands and use disposable gloves anytime I'm cutting up veggies and meats.

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