Pickles

We ventured out on Friday to the big city and stopped at GFS on our way home.  We bought the gallon-size jar of hamburger dills.

While Mom and Dad were finishing unloading the van Natalie ran out to tattle that Oliver was opening the jar.  We came in the house to find this...he was totally proud of himself and thoroughly enjoying the first pickle.

What would be better than a gallon of pickles...a gallon of deep-fried pickles and maybe a gallon of ranch dressing on the side.

We opted to stick with our 16 oz. bottle of salad dressing and only deep fry a few of our pickles, but they were certainly yummy.  Everyone with teeth gave them two thumbs up.

And with that many pickles we were forced to continue our pickle feast with a BBQ cheese burger pizza complete with pickles.  Don't knock it 'til you try it.

And when you're in the kitchen whipping up such amazing pickle confections the riff raff tend to get into all sorts of predicaments.