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Pickling begins

Aberwacky's picture

28 pints this weekend: low-sugar Bread and Butter pickles (I don't like the sweet ones, so combined two lower-sugar recipes from "The Joy of Pickling" to get what I wanted); dilly beans (note to self: bypass the purple beans for this one--makes the jar look anemic), and 3-bean salad, with much less sugar than the standard recipe, since, as you may have guessed, we don't like sweet pickled stuff.

Can't wait to try the B&B pickles. I think this recipe's going to be a winner.

Grant helped to snap the beans and used my mortar and pestle to crush the peppercorns and dill seeds (whenever I get it out, he insists on doing that job for me).

He recognized "pipkles" as I was making them, and wanted to try them throughout the process. That's my pickle-loving boy, all right. "Pickle" was one of my first words.

A sink full of water, a couple of cups and a wooden spoon kept him occupied while I did the hot work. I had no idea how entertaining it was to try to catch a floating cucumber slice with a wooden spoon. . .


Cooking is messy.  Deal with it or stay out of the kitchen.

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