These onions grow wild in our yard and we've been fighting a losing battle against them for years. This is the reason my front lawn has become a bunny birthing center the past couple of seasons - much to the bunnies' dismay - it's the rodent equivalent of the buffet table at Piccadilly Cafeteria. This year the onions have all but taken over and yesterday I finally purchased a weeding fork and pulled up HUNDREDS of these things only to look around me and realize that it was like trying to sweep all the sand off Venice beach with a broom from my daughter's toy kitchen. If anyone has any tips for getting them out of your lawn, I'd be thrilled to hear them -- because it's gotten to the point where I feel like the untimely end of my existence on this plane will be exactly like The Lonesome Death of Jordy Verrill, with the exception of it being much more aromatic.

Maybe I should just invite the neighborhood over on the pretense of making a really big salad.