On Marriage: Save Me From This Sauerkraut Factory
Save me! My husband, in his infinite wisdom, decided to have a father-son bonding experience by making pickles. Not one to go the vanilla approach, he then escalated to pickled radishes and garlic cloves. Oh...my...gottt...the simmering vinegar, radish, and garlic cloves plume of nasty are emanating every crevice of our home, including the bathrooms, the garage, and even my pores.
I now live in a sauerkraut factory and my friends?
It is not pretty.
This was definitely disallowed in our marriage vows.
It is not pretty.
This was definitely disallowed in our marriage vows.
2 comments:
I can't attest for how it smells, but it sounds like it'll TASTE incredible.
I dont' recall ever eating pickled radishes. I don't know how I feel about that one. I suppose you don't like sauerkraut. I'm sorry. More for the rest of us! lol
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