It meant very little to anyone but me, and yet it was huge news in this household: pickles!
By the time the oh-so-rare display at the grocery store disappeared, we'd brought home 18 jars of the 1.5 L Bicks pickles, which I'd said at the time would be a year's supply. However, I've done a better job at rationing the lovely treats than I'd expected, and on this, the first anniversary, there are still 11 jars left. That's a good thing, as there's been no sign so far of any repeat of last year's amazing luck.
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LOL! I remember that day (or at least hearing/reading about it)!
Far less pickle breath than I was expecting last year.
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