Locked Away In A Cold Dark Place

About a month ago I put up some cucumbers in brine to create something the elders call, “pickles.” These so called “pickles” just got their first taste test.

The verdict? It’s like someone coated each one of these beauties with distilled awesomeness! Sweet, sweet, home-brewed awesomeness. Tangy tart with a satisfying crunch. I’m going to go ahead and declare victory.

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