The Father of my sweet little boy is certifiably insane. The man will eat anything I tell him to. I’ve handed him a whole clove of raw garlic and said, “eat this,” jokingly of course, and the man ate it!! I’m sure I could hand him a chocolate covered cockroach and he’d scarf it down. Don’t worry, he’s always told me how horrible I am after he’s gagged, choked; you know the rest of the story.
I’ve found canning to be a slightly addictive activity so Friday night I got my “fix.” Yes, I went to the grocery store and bought 25 cucumbers. No, they weren’t organic and/or locally grown. Yes, I’ll probably buy more locally grown ones once things are available.
After I’d washed and cut them all up, I started boiling up the pickling brine. I used a Mrs. Wages Kosher Dill packet, which calls for 7 1/3 cups of water and 3 1/3 cups of white vinegar. You mix the two liquids together along with the packet and bring to a boil.
Let you tell ya, just the steam from the pot was clearing out my sinuses. That stuff is strong! I was trying to stay as far away from the pot as possible while continuously stirring. At some point, I’d suggested to TF that he come take a sniff.
Not only did he inhale copious amounts of the sinus-clearing steam, he also asked if he could try some. I, of course, said sure! Why not, right?
The next thing I knew, he was dipping a shot glass into the boiling brine. I thought he was totally joking when he said he wanted to taste some. Nope, he knocked that sucker back like a shot of Jack!
Then there was coughing and sputtering along with a side of gasping following by chugged a whole glass of water! I’m still not certain if it was the fact that it was boiling or it was super concentrated. He only tells me “It was intense and very different from the pickle juice you drink out of the jar after you eat all the pickles.”
Oh yeah, back to the cucumbers. Yup, I’m now the proud owner of 14 (yes, 14) Quarts of Kosher Dill pickles!
There will be photographs posted soon!