Hi, my name is Cilantro, but why is everyone running away from me?

One day when we were eating Vietnamese fried rice,

Dk: I don't like cilantro, they don't smell "heong" at all...

Wn: Huh? I like them so much...every time when they serve it with steamed fish I will eat all the cilantro first...

Y: Eww....How could you like them? They smell like "armpit"!



I'm relieved I never eat them.