Sweet pickled Jesus! I know one of you is going to come up with some horrible brine’n’vodka martini thing and sell it as the Pickled Liver. The imagined morning-after breath is… well, unimaginable.
I had an ex-boyfriend who used to drink ranch dressing, in large quantities, straight from the bottle. Like a soda. He couldn’t figure out why he gained weight, either. It was a short relationship.
My favorite pickle juice is from those dill pickle chips, #2 degree of flavor. i forget who makes them, but they are in the mayonaisse section of the grocery store, not the refrigerated section.
SO GOOD!!
That Pickled Liver thing sounds really good actually, except I think it would taste better with gin than with vodka. And it could be garnished with a pickle spear! How fun!
I used to indulge in the briney juices myself, as did a good friend of mine. I only thought he was odd when I caught him drinking a jar of pickle juice to wash down his plate of A1 steak sauce. He ate the A1 with a fork, don’t ask me why, and it took him forever. I can stand it on a steak, but as a meal? ::vomiting smiley::
I enjoy a slurp of sweet pickle juice now and then, but what I simply can’t resist is jalapeno juice. I think I like it better than the peppers themselves.
I do like the pickles, but I’d never considered the brine. However I am not at all adverse to consuming what remains in the jar once the last olive is gone.
Any cook worth a d@mn knows that pickle brine is the secret to the finest tuna fish, potato, chicken, egg or turkey salad. A drib of sweet pickle and a drab of dill pickle brine is the cat’s @ss!
“I swear, MD is pickle juice with corn syrup added…”
thats funny, I always thought it was urine with caffine added.
and btw this thread is scaring me. I thought the japanese vomit thing was gross, but you guys are giving it a run
i love pickle brine, but i have to sneak it, 'cause if mr. zoot sees me dinking it, he gets sick. i also have a thing for raw beef. nice thick steak, or a good roast, i always cut a huge chunk off and munch it while i’m preparing the meal. i know, i’m a sick little monkey.
As a child I once I talked my mom into letting me make a pickle juice popsicle.
No, no, silly beatle. Olive juice leftovers are for making Dirty Martinis! (A regular martini w/olive juice added about in equal portion to the vermouth, for those not in the know.) Yummmmmm…
When I was a kid (we’re talking about 5 years old) I used to drink pickle brine and olive juice.
Evidently, in Russia pickle brine is considered the perfect antidote to the effects of too much vodka the night before. There’s a company that sells in in soda-type cans. Maybe it was sauerkraut juice, I don’t remember exactly.
I’ve been known to take a swig or two of pickle brine. The best is Bubbies, for my money, the best store-bought pickle brand. When I was younger, I drank shot glasses of apple cider vinegar (also salt straight from the shaker. I think I had a sodium defiecency) To this day, my idea of “salad” is iceberg lettuce drowned in vinegar and a little oil, with plenty of garlic salt. (No, you can’t taste the lettuce. That’s the whole point) But my absolute favorite liquid that makes most people shudder to think of? Clamato. MMMmmm Clamato. Nothing like a tall, cool glass of tomato and clam juice. I could drink a gallon jug of that stuff in one sitting.
Oddly, I like neither tomatos nor clams on their own. Go figure.