I’m also a ‘eat the pickle last’ type. I’ve found that I have to do a “first bite” in order to keep my pickles. Then, I eat my meal, and the rest of the bitten pickle is the ender.
I’m also a ‘eat the pickle last’ type. I’ve found that I have to do a “first bite” in order to keep my pickles. Then, I eat my meal, and the rest of the bitten pickle is the ender.
Maybe you should take one bite out of the pickle as soon as you get it so A). You show your intent to eat it and B). Unless your companion is sick, they won’t touch what you’ve already bitten in to!
Patty
i like keeping a gallon jar of pickles in my fridge. less than $3.00 at wal-mart. it’s not so much the pickles that i like, it’s the glass gallon jars. been married 17 years and am now on my 4th pickle jar.
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*Originally posted by RTFirefly *
**[Firesign]
“What about my pickle?”
“You’re lucky you still have your brown paper bag, small change!”
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I cannot believe you quoted this and not Betty Jo Bialofsky’s classic line:
NO! Put down that pickle! :smack:
Pure goodness:
- Get a jar of “Sandwich Dills” (dill pickles sliced longwise into strips).
- Remove one slice from jar.
- Draw a zigzag down the length of it with yellow mustard.
- Eat.
Repeat steps 2-4 until jar is empty.
To clarify: “Sandwich Dills” are not the same as spears. They’re flat slices, like a burger slice, but they go the length of the pickle, not across.
Man, I thought I liked pickles a lot until this thread. You people are pathological! 
No, we are ***pickleogical. ***[sub]Slight difference, but it must be said. After all, right is RIGHT! [/sub] 
Hey,
Those of us on the “Right” coast can get these:
Humpty Dumpty’s Dilly Chips
I think that UTZ makes a dill variety too. Available at your local Bodega.
Martin
for me are the garlicky half-sours that Rein’s Deli in Vernon, CT serves in a bowl at every table. Whenever I head East from Hartford, I have to grab a tub as I drive by. These babies have a nice little bite, are very crispy, and still are identifiable as having once been cucumbers.
Martin
Ugh… I just saw a commercial for Sonic on TV. They are selling deep fried pickle slices just right for dipping They showed the breaded, deep fried pickle being dipped in what looked to be mustard. I like pickles well enough but I think this is just too much.
I know people will eat most anything, but deep fried pickles? Even I draw the line somewhere. Hot pickles are nasty. Much prefer ice cold ones. The flavour changes too much when hot/warm.
Fried pickles = yuk!
As someone who loves and avidly consumes pickles, may I just say:
UGHHHHHHHHH!
(vomit)
YES!! And drinking the pickle juice cures hiccups too!
If only pickles, themselves could be used as dippers in a jar of peanut butter, nirvana could be realised
Don’t worry neuroman, this practice quickly came to an end after we guzzled from a bad gallon of pickles. Imagine a handful of girls, having just drunk almost 3 litres of pickle juice between us, all fighting for the toilet to throw up in. The tub became our new friend.
It was a while before we could even look at another pickle.
Pickle juice is good for curing hiccoughs CanvasShoes. I believe it is the vinegar. My Granny used to make us drink a swig of vinegar whenever we got the hiccoughs. Presto!! All gone. To this day I can still drink just vinegar as well. Yum!
“Unhand my Pickle.” Those are three little words I know I’ll never hear from my husband!! 
Has anyone else noticed that if you keep on saying the word “pickle,” after a while it starts to sound really strange? Pickle, pickle, pickle, pickle, pickle. See?
Green Bean, I totally hear you.
I’m a french fry fanatic and afficianado. Now, I don’t mind sharing…but only after I’ve taken the edge off my appetite, and if people ask. Don’t grab at them before I’ve even had one.
Once, in college, I was ravenous, having skipped dinner to work on a paper, and ordered fries from the coffee shop just before they closed. I sat down with some “friends”, and one girl, from whom I was becoming estranged already because of her moodiness, said, “You don’t mind if I take a few of your fries” and proceeded to help herself while I was squeezing out the ketchup. Said I, in a tremulous voice, “This is my dinner, in its entirety.” She backed off, but of course I was marked as the selfish one. (It also didn’t help that the person on grill that evening was the Scrooge of the food service.) Another time, I was trying to get through a door while holding a plate of fries and a cola. An acquaintance held the door for me, then asked for a fry in compensation. I agreed…but I don’t think he should have gone for the John Holmes fry.
And for that matter, I’m not sure it’s obligatory to share! You wouldn’t ask for a bite of someone’s pizza or burrito, would you? (Would you?) Just because they’re a group, not an entity, does not necessarily mean they’re subject to a free-for-all. I keep my paws off other peoples’ fries, unless they’re offered, so why are people who don’t worship the spud, as I do, so grabby?
This thread suggests a change to one of my favorite jokes …
What’s black and white and green, and black and white and green, and black and white and green?
Green Bean and Billdo, in penguin costumes, rolling down a hill, fighting over the community pickle.