Sorry to disappoint you... but this really is a blog about pickles.
I have found the perfect pickle. It's Vlasic zesty dill spears. I love them! Sometimes can't get enough of them. I have even eaten a whole jar at a time, and multiple times. This pickle fettish has only been for the last 6 months or so, and I don't really know why. I didn't even have a pickle craving when I was pregnant (then it was hot fudge sundaes and cheese enchiladas!). Could I have a deficiency in something pickles provide? I don't think so, they really have no nutritional value.
But not all pickles are the same. Although I always get the same kind (why wander from perfection?), sometimes they are too soft or too hard. Sometimes the taste is really spicey, and sometimes too bland. (Perhaps I should write Vlasic?)
Anyway, this morning I had another craving for pickles. I decided to close up the store and run to Safeway, just a few storefronts away. Oh don't worry, I put up the sign that reads "Be Right Back" -- cuz if I don't, people get pissed at ya. After I got back, I was set for the day: munchies and a big bottle of water (cuz pickles pack a lot of salt!). I dive into the pickes only to find them... too hard and not spicy enough. What a disappointment! Maybe tomorrow morning I'll try another jar!



