RT is obsessed with making pickles these days. Or pickling. He started another batch of pickles last night while I made zucchini bread and Addie "helped". RT says she helps like a cat. Anyways, if it's not pickled pickles it's pickled carrots (these I will eat, and they are good), pickled peppers (for real), and two failed attempts at Kimchi. He googled last night, to try to find the cause of his pickling obsession and his craving for vinegar. He learned that it was a pre-menstrual thing. Very interesting. Oh, he also learned it could be because his body is too alkaline. Which it could be now that he's glutonium free. It also has to do with insulin and sugar....and RT's never liked sweets.
Anyways, the pickles look dang pretty in jars and he's developing a little cult following. I think people befriending me just for a shot at his pickles. Wait. That doesn't sound right...
2 comments:
Love it! Send some of those pickles to the East Coast - they are awesome. And who is that grown up putting cukes in a jar???
Miss you bunches!
There is absolutely no truth to your paranoid fear that I have befriended you just in hopes that one day your husband will send along a jar of pickles for you to give to me at work. That is just silly.
But seriously, since you guys are making more...
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