Culinary sophistication is no guarantee of immunity from cilantrophobia.
Harold McGee, not to be confused with Bombshell McGee who probably eats cilantro by the fistful and STOMPS ON JULIA CHILD’S GRAVE WHILE SHOOTING BALD EAGLES OUT OF THE SKY AND PISSING STANDING UP OF COURSE ON A BOX SET OF GOLDEN GIRLS DVDS, in his latest diatribe about cilantro in The Times.