A family of pickles

Both Dada and I noticed something interesting about our family this week. The entire top shelf of our refrigerator is occupied by pickled somethings. We are a family of pickle heads.

We have jars of: piccalillis, two different brands of bread and butter pickles, cornichons, giardeniera, pickled banana peppers, pickled jalepenos and something called "Super Spicy Kimchi." I LOVE pickled cucumbers. I am into all different types of pickling - but bread and butter and half sours are my faves.

Keith is into branching out and trying other pickled things. He's the one who bought the "Super Spicy Kimchi" with a nice little WARNING! plastered across the front of the label. The funniest part about him trying it for the first time was when he said, "Woooah! I didn't think it'd be that spicy!" to which I completely lost my mind in a fit of laughter.

This summer we somehow got Cole to start liking pickles. Either that or he was always meant to like them, but he just didn't have the right taste buds set up until this summer.  Every time we eat somewhere now and one of us has a pickle on our plate, we must share. In fact, this weekend, we got a yummy bite to eat at Circle W in Palenville and the only thing Cole ate in its entirety was my beloved pickle. When we eat lunch at home, sharing in our love for pickles is a given. There's always a pickled something on our plates, and it's always the first thing we eat.

That is why we are so excited about this weekend's Pickle Fest right here in our very own festival crazed town.

As some of the festivals in this town, this one has just taken off and seems to get bigger and bigger every year. This of course means parking nightmares and lots of pushing through crowds. Last year we decided we didn't want to deal with the hassle, especially since Cole still hadn't taken a liking to pickles yet. But this year, we know he'll be open to trying new things, so we're stoked.