An onion in the very back of my fridge started to sprout. I'd planned on eating it, but the little blighter had put up shoots in the cold dark corner of my refrigerator; eating it seemed wrong somehow.
I figured it could do with some (relative) warmth and sunlight,
so I set it atop my fridge.
A couple weeks later, the thing was flourishing.
So I decided to plant it:
Unfortunately, all I had was a too small tupperware dish.