Every year pickles are made under this tree. We started calling it the pickle tree. Cucumbers are chosen by their size and added to large (new) garbage can along with the other pickle incgredients (I don't know what they are as I HATE pickles, lol). The can of pickles is place inside an old cut off plastic barrel and cold water from the well continuously runs to keep the pickles cold. When they are ready a few jars are canned as people request them. But they are mostly just picked out of the barrel and eaten.
Anja got to try the pickles today. She approves.
Man I am disappointed that the pickles were not up and ready when I was there. They are awesome pickles. Save me some for October. LOL
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Wow that is cool, who owns it? And what you don't like pickles are you sick girl..I love pickles glad Anja enjoyed them
ReplyDeletewow - I love home made pickles - have not had them in years!
ReplyDeletedon't think I have ever had a home made pickle, but I love the ones you get at fairs. :)
ReplyDeleteMy mom used to make her own pickles all the time. I HATED that time of year because the whole house smelled like pickling brine. YUCK! LOL! I'm not a dill pickle lover, but I do like sweet pickles. So when she did her bread and butter pickles, I did love those. Thanks for the memories, hon!!! hugs!
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