Oh, it feels so good when I am FINALLY right. For years and years, I have remembered and craved this certain pickle that my Grandma Rudy would make. It was a dill pickle, not tasting any different than another dill pickle. But it was a sphere, usually no bigger than a golf ball. I remember going into her canning cellar and opening a jar. Oh, I loved eating them. My mom tells me that she remembers no such pickle, that they were probably just big cucumbers cut into rings. I haven't really asked around the family to see if anyone else remembers eating them, but for years now it has bothered me...was I not remembering right? Was there ever really a golf-ball-like pickle?
Last night, my sweet neighbor brought some goodies to our door. She told me she had tried a new variety of cucumber this year, called a lemon cucumber. I could not believe my eyes when I saw them. THEY WERE IT!!! Oh, they are so cute. I ate one and don't have the heart to eat the other. I am certain these are exactly what my grandma used to can. I can finally rest...
Those great memories of eating Grandma's canned goods. And that part of the cellar would always scare me when I would walk by.
ReplyDeleteI don't remember those pickles, but I am so glad that you found it. :-)