Sunday, December 27, 2009
Any expert picklers out there? Anyone with the requisite taste for preserved walnuts? I’m in need of serious encouragement. For weeks I have been living with the Mr’s latest venture – a vat of green walnuts soaking in their salty brine. With the post-Christmas lazy days, no-one-out-of-jim-jams-for-24-hours hibernation going on, the Mr deemed it walnut drying time.
Ugh. Be grateful I still haven’t worked out how to blog a smell. It’s a nasty, cloying stench – sweet, with a nasty bitter aftertaste – one you can actually (ok, almost) taste. Like mangoes – with the obvious mangoes-are-delicious difference. Apparently I just need to wait until these delicacies are black and withered and then I get to help demonstrate our ‘try anything once’ policy for the anklebiters. Usually that would be no issue – I happily try most anything, including boiled tripe, (so far the only experience requiring light therapy). This time I’ll be wearing one of these:
I’m counting on unmitigated nasal pain to see me through the whole nasty sensory experience.
PS. After eating a pickled walnut and deeming it delicious, I have agreed to eat everyones’ hat.
PPS. Which guarantees an entirely unpalatable experience either way.
PPPS. I hope your festive celebrations were wonderful and there are long, lazy, free-from-pickled-walnut days to while away...
Posted by Tania at 27.12.09