
I love pickles. Always have, but they have to be the half sour kind. You know, the kind that tastes most like a cucumber.
I would eat one right now and it's still morning.
Do pregnant women crave pickles more when pregnant?
Maybe.
I crave lots of things. I just need to think about it and I will crave it.
Mention pasta. I want pasta.
Talk about cupcakes. I want a cupcake. Or two.
So of course I have to go to this pickle festival on Sunday. And drag my hubs, who hates pickles.
I don't feel bad. I've been a good sport for him and sat in sports bars so he can watch his New Orleans Saints play. This Sunday we just have to get home in time to see the Saints vs. The Jets. He can watch the game in our house since they are playing a NY team.
But first, I get my pickle on.
Sunday, October 4th
11:00am – 4:30pm
Parking Lot on Broome
Between Essex and Ludlow
Here are the details:
"The Ninth Annual NYC International Pickle Day is back! Free pickle samples ranging from India to Haiti, Malaysia to Brooklyn and kosher dills from our very own LES!"
Yum!
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