I don't understand what happened. My onions just didn't grow for doodly squat. They are all about the size of cocktail onions. If I was planning on developing a habit of two Gibsons a night that would be great, but since I strictly a Shiner Bock and rye whiskey kinda a guy I am pretty damn bummed out. I dug them all up and the ones they didn't rot away completely hadn't grown more than 3/4 of an inch around. I thought I was supposed to dig them up when all the top greens are gone, but I guess I have to come up with a new plan. For now I filled the bed up with some carrot and radish seeds, but I had envisioned big bowls full of Pico-de-gallo with fresh tomatoes, cilantro and onions. My tomatoes and cilantro is gonna look down on the lowly store bought onions there not gonna play nice. There will be name calling and feelings will get hurt somebody always feels left out.