Friday, September 26, 2008

In a Pickle



Weeks after I sacrificed three pounds of cucumbers to relish - the best relish I've ever relished, by the way - I found myself in a pickle. A delightful pickle that began with a visit to the farmers' market and my friend, Sapphira's stall. Working together she and I loaded my netted produce bag to hit precisely four pounds. The exact amount required called for by the Ball canning guide.
Hours later, I substituted dill seed for dill head, added a bit of sugar on a whim (last year's dills were VERY dill) and poured my favorite cleaning compound (vinegar) over nine jars of hopeful pickles. Boiling and bubbling and freeing air bubbles, I lined my garage shelves with future delights.

How will they taste? I'll let you know next spring. When local cucumbers are just a memory.



6 comments:

amanda said...

wow, they look lovely. i adore pickles...maybe i should try my hand at making some.

Abbie said...

Do your pickles stay crispy? I've had problems with them getting mushy in the past and I'm not willing to invest the time or cucumbers for jars full of mush.

Any advice???

Daphne said...

So I love your blog, so left you an award over at my blog. If you aren't a meme type of person, feel free to ignore it.

Alline said...

Hi Green Bean Dream! thanks for your post! I discovered the joys of canning a few years, and subsequently found Greg Brown’s delightful song “Canned Goods.” Here are a couple of lines:

Let those December winds bellow 'n' blow
I'm as warm as a July tomato.

Peaches on the shelf
Potatoes in the bin
Supper's ready, everybody come on in
Taste a little of the summer,
Taste a little of the summer,
You can taste a little of the summer
my grandma's put it all in jars.

When I go to see my grandma I gain a lot of weight
With her dear hands she gives me plate after plate.
She cans the pickles, sweet & dill
She cans the songs of the whippoorwill
And the morning dew and the evening moon
'N' I really got to go see her pretty soon
'Cause these canned goods I buy at the store
Ain't got the summer in them anymore.

You bet, grandma, as sure as you're born
I'll take some more potatoes and a thunderstorm.

Peaches on the shelf
Potatoes in the bin
Supper's ready, everybody come on in
Taste a little of the summer,
Taste a little of the summer,
You can taste a little of the summer
Grandma put it all in jars.

Green Bean said...

Amanda: They are rather beautiful, aren't they? I'm always astonished at how lovely home preserved produce is compared with store bought.

Abbie: Alas, no advice here. I too have crispy problems. I tried the fresh pack pickles last year and didn't have much luck. Maybe they were crispier but not very tasty. I might need a new recipe so if yours turns out, let me know. I made fewer pickles this year but I do like to have them on hand for, say Easter and 4th of July, when I just *must* make some potato or egg salad. Crispness isn't an issue then and then these are great additions.

Daphne: Thank you so much! I'm really touched. :) I'll post later this week.

Alline: Great lyrics. They really ring true, don't they? Thank you for sharing.

Levinson Axelrod said...

This is a great idea-- Homemade pickles. Thanks for sharing your tricks.

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