There are several things my papa and i bond over; botanic gardens, house plant propagation, family history, widdling walking sticks, broken-in leather bags and most of all pickles. We both are seriously devoted to pickles.
It's a running joke that his top requisite for a wife was whether she canned her own pickles. Needless to say, my mom doesn't even really like pickles. And yet true love endures.
Given the fact the pickle juice runs in my veins, when Kate F. posted about her recent fridge pickle making foray, I shamelessly copied.
And since then, I've consumed 5lbs of homemade pickles in two weeks. It's been awesome. All thanks to Kate. Can I just take a minute to say how much I love this girl? After a year of reading each other's blogs, we had our first real live date last week. Not only is she holy smokes pretty, she was able to geek out with me about the various foods featured in The Little House on the Prairie, a surefire mark of someone I will instantly and forever adore. Salted ham! Maple syrup snow! Kate, you're the best!
And since then, I've consumed 5lbs of homemade pickles in two weeks. It's been awesome. All thanks to Kate. Can I just take a minute to say how much I love this girl? After a year of reading each other's blogs, we had our first real live date last week. Not only is she holy smokes pretty, she was able to geek out with me about the various foods featured in The Little House on the Prairie, a surefire mark of someone I will instantly and forever adore. Salted ham! Maple syrup snow! Kate, you're the best!
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