Good guess Vicky.
I know that onions may seem a highly un-likely treat, but I would eat bread and milk ......
dipped in a pile of salt
I had poured on the table,
at 11:00 at night when we would get in from the farm.
I loved the onions with salt
and would sneak into the garden with the salt shaker
hoping Grandpa wouldn't notice all his onions disappearing.
This was so much fun watch for more questions, I am on a painting frenzy!!