Onion, Onions - Yah Yah Yah, Hamilton, Montana

"Ooooo.... I love onions!"  (Please, pretty please, click on the hyperlink & enjoy a favourite silly childhood song, lovingly foisted upon me by my delightful older sisters.)
I remember the onions in our family garden laying knocked over to cure. When they were ready, my mum or one of my grandparents would braid the tops together - particularly fascinating to the younger pigtailed me - to end up with lovely garlands of onions to hang in our root cellar over the winter.