Monday, 27 April: Assorted pickled carrots.
I bought the carrots a couple of weeks ago when we went to the town of Oatman to feed the burros. Some townfolk told us that we can no longer feed them carrots or apples, only hay.
The pickles range from: me just plunking them into jars of leftover pickle juice to basic white vinegar or apple cider vinegar pickling liquid to tequila-jalapeño infused basic pickling liquid. This is not canning. That’s not next.
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