It tastes like blood, you say?

Uhh... I decided to take a note from Top Chef's shenanigans and attempted to cut my thumb off while chopping an onion. I proudly swaddled it in paper towels and finished preparing my marinara sauce like a real trooper. Ok, maybe this is after I warned Mike I was feeling woozy and near fainting status from loss/sight of blood. I am a wuss. A wuss who now has trouble typing. Gah!