Clara's Corner: My Cold Water Pickles.....

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

My Cold Water Pickles.....

This is my favorite pickle and they are soooooo easy to make. You want to use about a medium cucumber. Wash the cucumbers and pack as many as you can in a gallon jar. Place 3 TBS. pickling spice, 3 TBS alum, 3 TBS salt on top. Cover with vinegar. Close and let sit for three months. Drain pickles....Slice and put back into jar with 3 or 4 cups of sugar. Place in refrigerator and when the sugar is melted they are ready to eat. I usually shake mine a time or two. They will make their own juice. GOOD!!!!!

8 comments:

Moobear said...: only clara could put up pickles like that. I am quite sure they are delicious. You are such a smart and busy lady, I do admire you. Thanks for sharing the pictures and the fruits of your labor.

God Bless!; 1:39 PM
Marci said...: Those look wonderful Clara. Do you have to keep all those jars in the fridge then? That is why I don't make very many crock pickles. They take up so much refrigerator space.; 2:31 PM
Clara....in TN said...: You don't refrigerate the pickles until you slice them and put sugar on them. I just slice one jar at a time.....eat them and slice another jar. I keep the whole ones in the vinegar on the shelf with my canned goods.; 2:41 PM
Annie said...: Thanks for sharing this recipe. I'm going to try it.; 8:26 PM
patsy said...: i tried to post and show you how but blogger would not let me , sorry, if you go to blogger knowledge and ask them how maybe you can figure out how.; 9:33 PM
dot said...: That sounds easy enough. Are the pickles crisp or soft?; 9:43 PM
Clara....in TN said...: They are Crisp!!!!; 9:46 PM
dot said...: I'll be trying these next year if we have cucumbers. Thanks for the recipe!; 8:13 AM

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