In a Pickle

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.

Comments

GA Girl said…
Are you alright?
utenzi said…
Sure thing, GG. Like I said, not a scratch. I wish I could say the same for my little car. Those logs really did a job on my undercarriage and the sign did a lot of damage to the side panels of the car.
kenju said…
Sorry about that, Dave, and hope it doesn't take too long to fix.

I'll eat your portion of pickles any day!
Jan said…
There is a place in California that is the Artichoke Capital of the World. They serve French fried artichokes. They are actually good, but pickles?
Carmi said…
Thank goodness you're OK! I was a passenger in a major highway accident when I was a teenager. We walked away with bumps and bruises. The officers who responded said they expected us to be carried out of the wreckage.

It's colored my entire driving career since, so when I hear of friends having accidents, I feel a great sense of empathy.

Here's to the red bug, and you getting your car back soon so you can continue to seek culinary adventures.

(I hear ya on the breaded pickles thing. I don't get it. Then again, I'm a Montrealer, and we all have strange tastes to begin with :) )
Naquillity said…
i'm so happy to hear you & your girlfriend are okay. sorry about your car though. as for those pickles i have to say YUCK... i hate dill pickles. breaded w/ ranch just makes it worse. stay safe. have a great night~
Glad no one was injured in the accident. Sorry your tastebuds were injured during fried pickle trying.
srp said…
Glad you weren't hurt... some ice involved? As for the pickles.. ketchup would be the only thing to make me eat that... Ketchup is the saving grace for a lot of food.

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