Last week my sister, her picklefreak kids, and our mother made a few jars of pickles.
These 2 jars have been set aside (well-hidden I hope) for ME.
>I mentioned in my previous post about The Pickle Plan pickles that it was not unusual for me to lug a jar of pickles around in my purse. I offer this video clip as proof:
This also offers proof that I DO spend time outdoors and yes, even went hiking…SEE, that’s us sitting by the Hudson River eating pickles. Jesse, Xan and Charles and I ventured upstate one weekend and hiked from the presidential estate/library of FDR to the Vanderbilt Mansion in Hyde Park, NY. I walked 7 miles in my chuck taylors with a jar of pickles in my giant, highly uncomfortable purse that holds way too much crap. We wandered off the trail and found a nice pebbly beach by the Hudson River for a long, delicious pickle break, where of course, I talked about pickles (McClures) the whole time… Pass that jar Charles!