peanut butter and pickle sandwiches.
I thought I was the only one!! sniff I have found my people.
But what, pray tell, are these dill pickle chips…?
Dill Pickle Chips… the food of the gods… chips that taste like dill pickles… mmm… I want some now
They’re potato chips with a light dusting of dill on ‘em. They’re kinda like those oyster cracker snacks, where you toss a big, honkin’ ol’ bag of oyster crackers with some vegetable oil, a packet of dried ranch dressing and lashings of dried dill. (Some garlic salt completes the bliss.)
Good to know there are so many other die-hard dill fans out there. It reminds me of a favorite bit on Iron Chef. Morimoto had done one of his fusion dishes including dill. At Tasting and Judgement, the Lower House Member commented on it:
LHM: I’m enjoying the taste of something but I don’t know what it is.
Morimoto: Dill.
LHM: Dill?
Morimoto: Dill. It’s a western herb.
LHM: Oh.
Sorry for the side-track, but it’s pickle realted.
Veb
I have no idea why I did this for those of you who like dill pickle dip, but I did. Here, now if you will pardon me I believe I’m about to get ill.
http://www.mamastable.com/recipes/Dip/dill_pickle_chip_dip.htm
Because you a goddess among posters! Because you set aside Self on behalf of those suffering, deprived souls who, unlike that poopyhead featherlou*, cannot just walk out and BUY dill pickle chip dip.
Suffering and deprived no more,
Veb
drooling in copious amounts
I need these dill pickle chips before I short my keyboard out. But apperently you can’t find them in the states… 
Damn, we suck
Anyone know how to make them?
peanut butter and pickles on tuna fish with melted swiss on rye.
YUMMM!!!
my parents would leave the room when i made this concoction as a teen
now i enjoy it without reserve!
wdcsmwscaa, if I’m going to send pickles to Washte way over in Britain, I can send you some Tim’s Cascade style dill pickle chips, if you’d like. Or you can call the phone number found on this website (http://www.agrilinkfoods.com/tims/) and have them send you some. These might even be available in your neck of the woods.
Until then, take a dill pickle, still slighltly dripping with pickle juice, and put it on top of the pile of potato chips next to your sandwich. That’ll work in a pinch.
I was absolutely thrilled when bristlesage said she would send me pickles. To ME!! In England! WOW! I am such a lucky lass! I can’t wait.
Oh, and I promise not to eat all of them on the day they arrive 
Cheers bristlesage!
Sure you can! Herr’s makes them. Where do you live?
Bought myself a jar of these suckers yesterday, just ate the last one 5min ago, hot damn they’re good!
psssst!
Go to Herr’s website you can order Dill chips by the case! $17.88 for a case of 12 5.5oz bags.
Spoken like a true lawyer.
But she’s your *sister, * man! There’s some things you just don’t do to your own sister, and thieving her pickles is one of them!
Persephone, I wouldn’t trust any of my siblings or their spouses, either, when it came to potential food filching.
I’m not condoning Billdo’s actions, or bolstering his defense (which, frankly, sounds like weaseling to me). I’m merely pointing out that family ties do not negate food-filching behavior.
That being said, if Green Bean was so concerned about reserving her fair share of the “community pickles” she should have immediately taken one of them and put it on her plate.
I have a strange similar story, but it invloves pizza.
Some friends and I were enjoying the type of pizza that comes with the little buckets of garlic sause. I had decided that I was going to save my crust for the garlic sause. But suddenly as I was reaching for the little bucket o’ sause, one of the guys decides it’s ok to grab my crust and eat it without asking. I was really grossed out.
No, no…you leave it in the jar, and throw in a half dozen hard-boiled eggs. Let it set in the fridge for a few days. Enjoy with Budweiser during playoffs.
IANAJM*, but I really think this should have been moved to Cafe Society about a page and a half ago…
*[sub]I Am Not A Junior Mod :D[/sub]
I am also a big pickle lover, and I have come up with a surefire way to keep the resident “pickle thieving bastards” from getting their grubby little mitts on my precious delicious loot. I keep a small jar of kosher dills in the office fridge, safely tucked inside a nondescript softsided lunchbox sealed with one of those tiny little suitcase padlocks. On the outside of the lunchbox I keep a stickie - “Please Keep Refrigerated - Breast Milk.” People around here will steal all sorts of stuff (spare change, pens, uneaten slices of pizza) but so far no one will even TOUCH a lunchbox full of “breast milk.” YET. (Fortunately, no one ever sees me take anything out of said lunchbox, or there would be a world class riot and I would have to stab people with my light-up Harry Potter magic wand pen.)
Anybody who wants my pickle can go right ahead and grab it.
A plain old dill pickle is OK, but I’ve always believed a real pickle should bite back! Sour Garlic or Garlic Dills. Call me a dog, Pavlov, but just thinking about one makes my mouth water.
For a real NY taste treat, try sliced garlic dill pickles on a bagel with cream cheese! (Actually, I don’t know anyone outside my family who eats this, but I learned it from my father and he grew up in Brooklyn, and I can’t imagine where else he could have gotten it from ;j ).