Malickle's Pickles

I love pickles. So does Marc. This is only terrible in the sense that when you get a pickle with your meal when you're eating out I don't get two pickles because Marc likes them too and will eat his. I need to start eating out with friends who don't like pickles...

Malea received a pickle making kit recently and decided to try her hand at pickle making. Marc and I (being her BFFs and all) are the direct recipients of her labors. It's been the most wonderful pickle eating summer of my life! My life!

I don't even know who likes those bread and butter pickles (yuck!), but these are nice crisp dill pickles. Oh yeah. Marc and I were encouraging her to open her own pickle business last night at dinner. We even suggested she name it "Malickle's Pickles". We practically wrote her business plan for her (make them, label the jar, sell them). Maybe she'll throw this law school idea out the window and just make pickles when she comes back from Guatemala? One can hope...