2.06.2011

Pickle Smoochers

Long ago, Krista hosted a pickling party at her firehouse home.



That's Krista looking hott in the purple. Prettiest ginger in the world. Toni on the left and Sai, center. Missing from all my photos is the instigator of all this business, Kara. It's nice that my friends are overachievers because that means all I have to do is show up with some cash for the cost of goods and put in some sweat equity.



We pickled radishes, green beans, and cucumbers.



I wish I had taken a photo of the radishes after they sat for a bit. The brine leeched the red out of the skins and the water turned pink like the color of a bleeding dawn. (Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers reference, and I am teaching simile to my eighth graders. Practice [poorly] what you preach, I guess.)



Toni brought jalapenos, which we added to many a jar. They added a real bite. It was awesome.

I ended up reusing the brine a couple times throwing in carrots or onions, which worked fine but didn't have the same intensity as the initial pickles.

I'll post the recipe soon (fine, probably not). In which case, try the links above. Those girls are on top of their shit.