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Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Bread & Butter pickles

I know this has nothing to do with motorcycle riding, but sometimes a girl just has to blog.

My first experience making bread and butter pickles occurred last night. Had to get all my ducks in a row before I began the process and first and foremost had to find cucumbers. Mother, Louie and I went to the Old Farmers Market in the downtown area. Found a few cucumbers and purchased all the lady had. Probably about 3lbs. Not a lot but don't want to go wild with this thing until I find out if they actually taste good or not. Next stop is grocery to pick up some spices and kosher salt. Was supposed to get sugar but the search for the darn salt made me totally forget about sugar. My mind gets on one thing and I forget the rest. Oh well,worker out ok cause once I got home and started looking for lids for my quart jars and of course I wasn't able to find them. Another trip to grocery and now I am ready to get started.
Mother and Louie came out to help and supervise. Was nice to have all the support. Mother cut up the cucumbers as I got all the ingredients together and ready to put in the pot. Team work was awesome. As the mixture is on the stove warming Louie says it smelled just like his moms used to smell. Hope this is a good thing. Would hate to think I had done all this work for bad tasting pickles. :) After the mixture comes to a boil for one minute it is time to transfer to the mason jars. I was really surprised but I had 5 quart jars of pickles and the exact right juice to fill them. Beginners luck I think. All the jars are sealed and off they go into the refrigerator for the night. We will unveil and taste the finished product tomorrow. I couldn't wait to get home and try them.
As I drove home I called to see if my partners in crime had tried them yet. Mother said they hadn't but was just getting ready to. I hung up and she called me right back. Houston we have a thumbs up. Mother and Louie think they are good. As soon as I get home I follow suit and open a jar myself. Welllll. I like them. Amazing. Pretty tasty even if I say do myself. Chuck tried them. He didn't give them such a rave review. He said they were ok. Maybe with food he would have liked them better. Well at least 3 out of the 4 liked them. So, don't get me wrong, I am not going to rush right out and put up a shingle and start selling these bad boys, but I really am kinda proud of myself.  Didn't know I had it in me.  Hmmmm, what can I try next.  Never know...but if I do, I will be sure and blog about it, good or bad.  Bread & Butter Pickles....check that one off the bucket list.  :)