Grandma's Dill Pickle
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I can still smell the scent of pickling spice drifting through the house-
a pickle is just a cucumber, whether it is a cuke, spear, or coin
in a brine of white vinegar, water, spices and pickling salt
and left to ferment for days, weeks, sometimes years
but still remain always cool and so crunchy
forever crispy- no matter the length
delightfully sour, the most is best
low calorie snack for anytime
or addition to a sandwich
and just plain delicious
oh, I crave a pickle
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February 21, 2020
Poetry/List/Grandma's Dill Pickle
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