I spent two miserable college summers at my general manager dad's huge onion plant in '70-'71 at Gilroy Ca.https://www.marinij.com/wp-content/u...1-1.jpg?w=1280 Walking into the wet-prep room where onions were hand-placed by hundreds of gowned/masked ladies on spikes, preparatory to slicing, dicing, or powdering (in little spice jars) was akin to a WWI gas attack to those unaccustomed to it. I happily stayed outside unloading the dust-laden crop trucks arriving from the CA. fields-generally in 100+ F. heat. I see big white industrial onions a half century later...PTWÖSS hits me hard!:Kaleun_Crying: