I found out I was pregnant.
I ate my first fried pickle.
I blame/thank my dad for getting me started on the whole pickle train. He and I used to eat canned cucumber slices straight from the tin when I was a teeny little veggie, and I've been hooked on any kind ever since. I love the sweet-tartness of gherkins the best, but I'll eat any pickle I can find. I was never the one to remove it from burgers, instead I would eat everyone else's discarded goodness before they had a chance to throw them at the window or ceiling (what a waste!) or each other. I also remember once in high school my best friend and I went halves in a cheeseburger, and she very diligently also halved the lone pickle inside. Bestest friend ever!
Before I even made it to Vegas, we visited Disneyland for a day, where I found pickles in bags in among all the rest of the snack food one could purchase in the park. Just a pickle. In a bag. Ready to eat.
Veggie Dad was bordering on horrified, but I felt as though I was finally among my people.
|The Pickle Fan in her natural habitat.|
Except the next day I took a pregnancy test and it was positive. The pickle was all but forgotten.
|We took a bus through the desert. A bus. through the desert. And it was delayed due to a huge accident on the freeway. Desert. Height of Summer. Never Again.|
|Wasn't much cooler when we got here either. Fairly sure my shoes melted to the sidewalk.|
|So funny to see the small versions of tourist attractions.|
|The strip really was quite pretty, once you got around the Elvis impersonators, hammered frat boys with glowing yardglasses around their necks, families of 20 ambling along the sidewalk and ninety-five policemen.|
|Another highlight of the trip! I wanna be big!!|
Sadly, the only way for me to indulge my fried pickle needs these days is to make them myself. Sometimes I just make a whole batch and sometimes I crumb and fry a few when I'm already doing a bunch of other stuff. I don't often eat fried things at home, so it's a bit of a treat.
1 jar dill pickles (or any pickles really, I find bread and butter pickle slices to be lovely and sweet)
1 cup flour
1 cup cornmeal/polenta/breadcrumbs/panko/whatever you like
1 cup milk/buttermilk or 1 egg
Any flavourings you like. I add a dash of paprika, garlic powder and onion powder. And black pepper.
Oil for frying.
1. Slice the pickles quarterly lengthwise into spears. Dry on a paper towel.
2. Dip into the milk or egg - egg will create a thicker crumb that will stay together better.
3. Dip into mixed flour, cornmeal and flavourings to coat.
4. Fry (deep or shallow) in hot oil until golden brown.
5. Eat. Faint. Recover. Eat more.