I would love to know when I started thinking that 80-85 degrees was "cool."
I got a hankering for pickles. I blame knottygnome.
For the price of a jar of Claussen kosher pickle spears from the grocery store, I made 8 pints of my own pickles.
I used regular cucumbers, not pickling cukes.
Oooo! So wrong!!!
Whatever. The only difference between regular cukes and pickling cukes is the amount of seeds. Regular ones have more that allegedly get mushy and gross when you pickle them.
All you have to do to get around this is trim away some of the seeds on your spears.
Then I broke up a bunch of dill, stuck a generous spriggage in each jar along with a slice of onion and a clove of garlic.
Toss in the spears, pour in the boiled brine, put in the water bath to seal and voila--pickley goodness!
There was one jar that took a little bit to seal so I decided it was defective* and tossed it in the fridge.
Sunday Chunky and I got down on the pickles.
Holy mother of Fatzah! I am a homemade pickle convert! They are so good!
A little saltier/tangier than I'd like, but still so damn good.
Oh and did I also mention I made 7 half pints of peach jam?
Yeah and I might have finished some boring socks too.
How I get anything done with this little monkey underfoot, I'll never know.
That's better. Just a plain jane pair of cotton socks made from Online summer sock yarn.
Next up on the TV knitting--Christmas presents. That's right people, it's never too early for Christmas!
*Flimsy excuse to get my pickle on!