"How camest thou in this pickle?" - William Shakespeare
I've always had this theory that mean people will live forever because their cruelty preserves them. Have you ever met people like that? These ancient, curmudgeonly beings who've never known what a smile feels like, who somehow manage to live to a hundred and twenty.
But maybe that happens to all of us. Maybe we all get pickled by our lifes experiences... we're just swimming in different brine. Will we be bitter? Vinegary? Perpetually turning our aging faces into a frown? Or will we be spicy... sweet... filled with surprises? I know I'd rather be the latter. No matter what life has thrown at me, I've always tried my very best to be positive. Keep searching for the light in people. Maybe I'm an incurable optimist, or perhaps, I just need to know that there's more good in the world than I've been shown.
Today, I made pickles. Cooking always makes me feel better - productive - and it just seemed like the thing to do after a crappy session with my therapist left me feeling like I was swimming in a more bitter brine than I cared for.
Didn't they turn out pretty?
Enough cucumbers to stuff into two jars sliced into chips, or spears.
Two Jars (mine were pint size)
1 tablespoon Mustard Seeds
1 tablespoon Peppercorns (or ground pepper if that's what you have)
1 Bay Leaf (I used two so I could put one in each jar. Sue me. They're pretty.)
1/4 cup Sugar
2 tablespoons Kosher Salt
3/4 cup Water
1 1/4 cup Apple Cider Vinegar
1 Teaspoon Sriracha powder (Optional - only if you want them spicy)
Okay, this is really hard people - so, be ready.
Stuff your cucumbers into the jars leaving about an inch at the top.
Mix everything else in a saucepan - bring to a boil - pour over the cucumbers.
Seal your jars, give it a shake, and let it sit till room temp before throwing it in the fridge. These will be ready to munch in about a day, better in a week, and will keep for a month.
What's with the extra spicy jar you ask? Vandal threw a Thai chili pepper in there.