I was involved in a car accident on Saturday so in a way I'm in a pickle.
But I'm really referring to these nasty things.
My girlfriend insisted on stopping at a diner the other day just because she loves their breaded pickles. Me? Not so much.
I'd never had one before and I strongly suspect there won't be any follow-ups for me. This is a form of cuisine that I want no part of.
The main event, so to speak, is a dill pickle slice which is then breaded and deep fried. I'm no fan of dill pickles to start with and I certainly don't care to have them deep fried. That's just nasty.
Look at that picture to the left. Now does that look appetizing to you?
Damn thing makes me shudder. And then it's served with ranch dressing on the side. That's even nastier! The entire ordeal was enough to make me shudder. But at least I found a solution.
As you can see in the photo below, if you put enough catchup on the breaded pickles they taste a lot better. Thank god for ketchup! Now if I could only load my car up with ketchup to make it all better... but I'm told that doesn't work.
Instead of ketchup, me and my insurance company will be spending $3k to fix my car's front end. Poor car. In the meantime, I've got a cute little red VW Beetle to drive.
Fortunately neither my gf nor I got as much as a scratch in the mishap. If it wasn't for an inconveniently placed metal sign, and a big pile of logs, my car would be in good shape too.