March 15, 2011
Coming to live in the U.S. almost 9 years ago, I never thought it would be so hard to find good-tasting, non-squishy pickles. After trying out dozens of different varieties, and rejecting most of them (really, why can't we have Vlasic Kosher Baby Dills without 'yellow 5' added to it?), I decided that I could only bring myself to eat pickles from one certain brand. Even then, they are a distant second to the kind of home made pickles my mom used to make. Maya always loved pickles, and turns out Anya loves them too. But I didn't know that until we recently found new kind of baby pickles. They are tiny. I almost feel bad about eating these 'babies'. But Anya is in pickle heaven. One of these days I'll have to master my mom's pickle recipe (but for now I'll practice on making kimchi).
Posted by Olya at 2:28 AM