You keep talking to me like that, you'll get all the puttanesca you want, bad girlOzfactor wrote:What...no puttanesca? I secretly adore you.Egg wrote:Too late. I now have a headache. There will be no heavy lifting or dinner tonight for anyone. I'm going to buy me some Ben & Jerry's.
It's our pleasure, Doc. Post away, we're trying to get the content up. Enjoy the space.Dr Exile wrote:By the way Egg, thanks for the invite.
I can only envision a 'batch' of pickled herring as being measured in gallons. Doesn't it seem like one of those things that can only be done in huge amounts?Dr Exile wrote: a batch of pickled herring
Ash is a very very smart womanDr Exile wrote:It drives Ash nuts, I save all pickled juices like dill string beans, pickled okra, cucumbers, what ever until I have at least a gallon. Then I buy "wine herring" a glop the stupid Yanks load with corn syrup. I wash the American glop with vinegar to get rid of the sugar, then place the fish in jars with tons of fresh dill, capers, and pickled cocktail onions and let it sit a few weeks. Ash won't touch it!
