June 29, 2011


I finally made the pickled grapes from the Lee Bros most recent book. They are insane and totally splendid. William's babysitter remarked "it's like eating a Greek salad in one bite" and Matt just went "Gaaaah. Ug Ug Ug. What the fuck?" and then asked for another one and then asked "what else can we pickle?". The the purple ones are a little sweeter and kind of pop when you bite them, but the green ones are a little more complex. Because of their shape and briney-ness, you expect them to be olives because all your life this is what olives are like. And then they are sweet and it's a surprise. Next time I am using bigger garlics (we only had four of those sliver sized ones) and will use more chilies. I think this might be the holy grail, a perfect intersection of healthy stoner food and weirdo pregnancy craving snack. It's salty, sweet, sour, hot and briney. The spring onions and baby asparagus I quick pickled after is totally meaningless in comparison. I suggest you find yourself a big jar with a fastener top and get to it. This took about 20 minutes and that included going out to the garden to cut the rosemary and also answering the door for UPS.

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