I come from a long line of pickle lovers. Dill or sweet, hot or mild, capers, black olives or green, you name it, we love it. Every family dinner is not complete without passing the relish dish around the table several times. When my mom asked me to pick up a jar of pickles for her, I told her I would be glad to. She wanted not just any pickle, mind you, but the kind of sweet pickle that has chunky cucumbers, tiny onions, and cauliflower. They weren’t in our local grocery, so I looked at one of the larger stores in Grand Rapids. Nope. No mixed sweet pickles. It became a quest for me, and I checked every grocery and variety store around. I had friends check in Bemidji. I checked on the internet, and they had some, but they were $12.99/jar plus shipping and handling. Really? For pickles? A funny thing happened during the pickle search, though. I began craving them. I wanted that sweet, crunchy pickled cauliflower that I used to grab out of the jar with my fingers when I was a kid, eating the pickled cucumbers next and leaving only the onions. (I hope my mom isn’t reading this part, because she always wanted to find the culprit!) Did you know that you can buy pickled okra? Pickled green beans? Hot pickled peppers? Pickled pig’s feet? Yes, one can find about any type of pickle except the kind that Mom wanted. I finally found them yesterday, when I stopped for gas in Cass Lake. As usual, I walked to the pickle section of the store to look, and there they were.
If you are wondering why a Minnesota Farm Woman doesn’t have a pantry full of home-canned pickles, I do. Sometimes they turn out well, sometimes they don’t. Sometimes they’re crisp and sometimes they’re limp. Sometimes they are so sour that they will make your lips pucker. I have tried to pickle cauliflower, and it tastes strong and vinegary and not at all like that sweet crunchiness of these mixed pickles. I have jars of pickles from 2008, 2009, and 2010. I have jars of pickled red cabbage which the recipe described as having a “delicious sweet and sour taste” but will melt the enamel on your teeth. I have tried brining my cucumbers. I have tried “hot packing”. I have tried “cold packing”. I have tried nearly everything.
I bought two jars of those pickles at $6.99 each. Expensive, but cheaper than the trip to Duluth that I was going to make next to find them. One for Mom, one for me. I ate all the cauliflower out of mine last night.
Mom was very excited to get those pickles. Now she wants me to find Shredded Wheat cereal. Not just any Shredded Wheat, though. She wants the big biscuits that you crumble into your bowl before pouring on the milk. Now where in the world am I going to find that?