#kool aid pickles

[tilbageidanmark]

Dill Pickle Ice cream

[captainpirateface]

Our tree has risen!

[justnother-user]

I love eating Red 40 pickle

[paper-mario-wiki]

I've loved seeing you post your food lately, can you post your most recent meal?

ok. peanut butter and kool aid pickle

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Writing Reference: Food History

B.C.

10,000 - almonds, cherries, bread, flour, soup

8,000 - wheat ⚜ 7,000 - wine, beer, pistachios, pig, goat, sheep, lard

6,500 - cattle domestication, apples ⚜ 6,000 - tortilla, dates, maize

5,000 - honey, ginger, quinoa, avocados, potatoes, milk, yogurt

4,000 - focaccia, watermelons, grapes, pomegranates

3,200 - chicken domestication ⚜ 3,000 - butter, onion, garlic, apricots

2,737 - tea ⚜ 2,500 - olive oil, seaweed, duck ⚜ 2,300 - saffron

2,000 - peaches, liquorice, marshmallow, pasta, ham, sesame seeds

1,500 - chocolate, vanilla ⚜ 1,200 - sugar ⚜ 1,000 - mangoes, oats, pickles

900 - pears, tomatoes ⚜ 700 - cinnamon ⚜ 600 - bananas, poppy seeds

500 - artichokes ⚜ 400 - pastries, appetizers, vinegar

300 - parsley ⚜ 200 - turkeys, asparagus, rhubarb ⚜ 65 - quince

1st—13th Century

1st Century - chestnuts, lobster, crab, shrimp, truffles, blueberries, raspberries, capers, kale, blood (as food), fried chicken, foie gras, French toast, omelettes, rice pudding, flan, cheesecake, pears in syrup

3rd Century - lemons ⚜ 5th - pretzels ⚜ 6th - eggplant

7th Century - spinach, kimchi ⚜ 9th - coffee, nutmeg

10th Century - flower waters, Peking duck, shark's fin soup

11th Century - baklava, corned beef, cider, lychees, seitan

12th Century - breadfruit, artichokes, gooseberries

13th Century - ravioli, lasagne, mozzarella, pancakes, waffles, couscous

14th—19th Century

14th Century - kebabs, moon cakes, guacamole, pie, apple pie, crumpets, gingerbread

15th Century - coconuts, Japanese sushi and sashimi, pineapples, marmalade, risotto, marzipan, doughnuts, hot dogs

16th Century - pecans, cashews (in India), Japanese tempura, vanilla (in Europe), fruit leather, skim milk, sweetbreads, salsa, quiche, teriyaki chicken, English trifle, potato salad

17th Century - treacle, pralines, coffee cake, modern ice cream, maple sugar, rum, French onion soup, cream puffs, bagels, pumpkin pie, lemonade, croissants, lemon meringue pie

18th Century - root beer, tapioca, French fries, ketchup, casseroles, mayonnaise, eggnog, soda water, lollipops, sangria, muffins, crackers, chowder, croquettes, cupcakes, sandwiches, apple butter, souffle, deviled eggs

19th Century - toffee, butterscotch, cocoa, Turkish delight, iodized salt, vanilla extract, modern marshmallows, potato chips, fish and chips, breakfast cereal, Tabasco sauce, Kobe beef, margarine, unsalted butter, Graham crackers, fondant, passionfruit, saltwater taffy, milkshakes, pizza, peanut butter, tea bags, cotton candy, jelly beans, candy corn, elbow macaroni, fondue, wedding cake, canapes, gumbo, ginger ale, carrot cake, bouillabaisse, cobbler, peanut brittle, pesto, baked Alaska, iced tea, fruit salad, fudge, eggs Benedict, Waldorf salad

20th Century

1901 - peanut butter and jelly ⚜ 1904 - banana splits ⚜ 1905 - NY pizza

1906 - brownies, onion rings ⚜ 1907 - aioli

1908 - Steak Diane, buttercream frosting ⚜ 1909 - shrimp cocktail

1910 - Jell-O (America's most famous dessert)

1910s - orange juice ⚜ 1912 - Oreos, maraschino cherries, fortune cookies

1912 - Chicken a la King, Thousand Island dressing

1914 - Fettuccine Alfredo ⚜ 1915 - hush puppies

1917 - marshmallow fluff ⚜ 1921 - Wonder Bread, zucchini

1919 - chocolate truffles ⚜ 1922 - Vegemite, Girl Scout cookies

1923 - popsicles ⚜ 1924 - frozen foods, pineapple upside-down cake, Caesar salad, chocolate-covered potato chips

1927 - Kool-Aid, s'mores, mayonnaise cake ⚜ 1929 - Twizzlers

1930s - Pavlova cakes, Philly cheese steak, Pigs in blankets, margaritas, banana bread, Cajun fried turkey ⚜ 1931 - souffle, refrigerator pie

1933 - chocolate covered pretzels ⚜ 1936 - no-bake cookies

1937 - Reubens, chicken Kiev, SPAM, Krispy Kreme

1938 - chicken and waffles ⚜ 1939 - seedless watermelon

1941 - Rice Krispies treats, Monte Cristo sandwiches ⚜ 1943 - nachos

1946 - chicken burgers, tuna melts, Nutella ⚜ 1947- chiffon cake

1950s - chicken parm, Irish coffee, cappuccino, smoothies, frozen pizza, diet soda, TV Dinners, ranch dressing ⚜ 1951 - bananas foster

1953 - coronation chicken ⚜ 1956 - German chocolate cake, panini

1957 - Quebec Poutine ⚜ 1958 - Instant ramen noodles, crab rangoon, lemon bars ⚜ 1960s - beef Wellington, green eggs and ham, red velvet cake

1963 - black forest cake ⚜ 1964 - Belgian waffles, Pop Tarts, Buffalo wings, ants on a log, pita bread ⚜ 1965 - Gatorade, Slurpees

1966 - chocolate fondue ⚜ 1967 - high fructose corn syrup

1970s - California rolls, pasta primavera, tiramisu ⚜ 1971 - fajitas

1975 - hicken tikka masala ⚜ 1980 - turducken

1980s - Panko, portobello mushrooms, bubble tea, chicken nuggets, Sriracha, Red Bull energy drink, everything bagels

1990s - artisan breads, Jamaican jerk ⚜ 1991 - turkey bacon, chocolate molten lava cake, earthquake cake ⚜ 1993 - broccolini

1995 - Tofurkey ⚜ 1997 - grape tomatoes

21st Century

2002 - flat iron steak, tear-free onions ⚜ 2007 - Kool-Aid pickles, cake pops

2008 - Mexican funnel cake ⚜ 2013 - cronuts, test tube burgers

Source ⚜ Writing Notes & References ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs

[priestesspandemos]

casual pagan things

"oh wow we had exactly the perfect amount of vinegar for these pickles!"

"hurrayyy praise the vinegar gods!"

"wait who is the god of vinegar?? Dionysus??"

"hmm I don't think so because vinegar is AFTER alcohol. who covers fermentation?? is that a Hades thing??"

"hmm maybe.... ohh what about Demeter??"

"ok let's Google it....

".... apparently Jesus was fed vinegar during the crucifixion. not helpful. let me try GREEK god of vinegar"

"well the Jesus thing makes sense I guess"

"ok apparently Athena was also the goddess of oil.."

"oil, alright alright, getting closer,"

"AH- ok there's a god named Aristaeus who is the god of beekeeping, cheese making, olives, and shepherds. so it sounds like he'd probably be in charge of pickles, too!"

"excellent let's give some Kool-Aid to Aristaeus for helping us with the pickles"

[specific-dreamer]

hey man got any silly headcanons to share?

(I love outsiders headcanons lol and want to know everyone’s)

absolutely i do (these are all pre canon or in a universe where johnny and dally and bob live)

johnny ? loathes curly shepard for no real reason BUT they like to tag team and get pony to say the n word

they always fail because pony’s either pouting up a storm or he runs and snitches to tim and darry

ace taught soda how to braid her hair for #reparation purposes (her words not mine) except it backfires because ace is tender headed and soda is so heavy handed it doesn’t make sense

like he’s brought even dally to tears when soda tried giving him cornrows

darry and steve like building bird houses. well darry likes building the houses, steve likes making them little cars “in case their little wings get tired”

soda likes dying his hair with koolaid. his dad tells him each time it won’t last for more than three days but everytime soda gets rly sad when it faded away

prior to the assignment ponyboy did not like writing 🙅🏾‍♀️ darry would “offer” to do his writing assignments if ponyboy did his chores for him

(they both got caught and grounded a lot)

two-bits favorite snack is kool aid pickles and do not ask him to share because he’ll go to war over those stupid pickles

johnny is cryptic as fuck and only ponyboy really knows what he’s saying. that’s why he doesn’t talk as much as the others he’s been banned from speaking

now for my socs

theater kid bob my beloved

also theater soda but bob hates soda because soda got the lead role just to drop out a few weeks later

paul was also a theater kid, that’s how bob got into it bc he’s a copycat, but he like the tech side of things more

marcia choreographs most of the shows so she and bob (and bc marcia’s parents won’t let a boy spend the night with her alone, cherry too) have a lot of sleepovers where she’s teaching him the choreo

(most times tho it turns into one big gossip sesh with cherry stealing the phone to call the other socs)

beverly dated brill for three months straight before brill worked up the courage to ask her out. you can imagine his surprise when she said they were already dating

chet bakes. that’s the whole headcanon. he doesn’t tell anyone but everyone gets a homemade cake for their birthday and are told it came from the store or his grandma made it

chet is also a chronic liar. he finds so much joy in just lying like in a modern au everyone sets his contact name as pinocchio and every time he texts he has to add this 🤥 emoji

not because he’s a good liar but because all his friends are super gullible

when his cousins found out he was going by trip, they started calling him treppidiah

[oflostinfound]

|| 💛 ||: ❝ Ding ding ding, get the man a prize. ❞

|| 💛 ||: ❝ Those were fucking vile. ❞

"This is about the kool-aid soaked pickle incident isn't it?"

[raviollies]

DMed a oneshot for the friendos and got a new achievement : making a player cry!

The premise was that a Hag pulled them into her domain which was shaped by their dreams and desires, particularly Blythes! So it was a big fancy Villa with a ballroom, opera haus, fancy dinner, everything - and immediately somethings were different.

Arameia woke up NOT a werewolf and Lorelai woke up a HUMAN and not undead. Rosy cheeks, freckles and all (she was very weirded out over not being able to hear or smell as good).

For Arameia - the dream manifested her parents, alive and well, and her pet dog Lancelot, no longer geriatric. The horror of becoming an orphan never occurring. For Lorelai, it took away her vampirism, and the root cause...her father alive and well - though distant. It wasn't that she wanted to see him...but rather proof of wiping her sin away. For Eirwen, it wiped away her Sharrian past, and the tattoo that came with it, and gave her more friends, so she'd never be lonely. And for Raha.... Well let's just say he folded like a lawn chair in a hurricane.

Upon meeting her the gang had a lot of discussion as to how & why, though the concept of a motherly Blythe left everyone...concerned.

Since the party was a bit of a pickle not sure where to find Raha or Blythe since they're the only party members they haven't met up with, a certain special someone made an appereance...in the form of a kitty cat!

Theta explained that the dream is made up of Blythes wishes and desires : to have her friends with her and never die, her favourite food, a library full of artifacts, an extravagant villa with ballrooms - and the little changes to them was the Witch tapping into their own desires to keep them placated and comfortable...so they may just decide to forego reality and dream...like Blythe and Raha have. She does not want her precious petal just slowly withering away, being a meal, in another Witch's domain, that's her job, so she gives the party hints on how to break out before the Witch zaps her the hell out (she couldn't just enter as Witch's power is absolute within her domain, so it would take a lot longer for her to wiggle in strong enough to do anything substantial)

She introduces herself as Wunsch...the party can deduce she is a Night Hag (this is where I say I just made her Fae and idgaf) (as per my fae characters, she has freaky eyes...in this case it's a starry sky instead of pupil!) . She asks the party if there is "anything else she can do"...the party notices little things change around the dream, like suddenly even more food, some of their favourites, or new faces.

In order to find Blythe they needed to restore stopped time, and find the three clockhands for a magical clock...1 of them was behind some riddles, the other one, behind a test of friendship where they had to answer 3 things correct about the person in front of them. The last key, most horrifyingly...was inside Arameias parents.

THIS IS WHERE I MADE THE PLAYER CRY HEHE....Arameia decided she will do it herself, as she already buried them once...she does eventually manage to kill them (it was very sad because they did not Want to Die), and get the key...but not without a lot of heart ache and tears....Thankfully Lorelai was there for plenty of hugs...

Then they finally meet Raha! Who has fully drank the kool-aid and started dreaming, and he stands before them...he doesn't want them to break the spell. He fights for Blythe's dream...and his own...unwilling to let them take way her or his daughter....and that he and Blythr have nothing in the real world, no family, no home. Just hardship...and eventually he'll just die, and leave Blythe all alone.

After defeating him, the Witch takes matter into her own hands, as the party falls into the "bedroom" where Blythe is sleeping & have to fight the actual Hag herself in her true form...or rather wake up Blythe until the clock strikes 12 and the dream is fully manifested and unable to be stopped.

Wunsch's true form is a giant marble like lion with white feathers and a 4 armed upper body reminiscent of a sphinx. In the cracks of the marble a night sky can be seen, she doesn't particularly have many offensive spells, mostly relying on her enemies being slowed/confused/held/dominated until the timer runs out. (All the reflective shards were of Blythes &co's dreams and nightmares...the party gone, Raha withering and dying in bed, Theta, herself becoming a true hag ... or happy family for Arameia as an example...Eirwen surrounded by friends and Lorelai laughing with the party)

But the party manages to wake Blythe up using all that they've learned!! That yeah she wants these magical tomes and artifacts...but everything in here would have been things she's already found...she can never 'discover' anything new in a dream she's created, so let's go adventuring!

How she's always wanted to try Tarrasque steak but without trying she could never imagine the taste...so why not come with them and kill one?

That she's not safe from Theta in here, and if she was able to get in once, she can get it in again...so lets get out of here and break your curse!

That yeah they'll live eternally, but they won't be 'them' anymore...over time they'll have their edges smoothed over and it won't be the same people because we don't get to grow and experience new things...That Raha loves her the way she is...and that she's not a hideous monster...

When the party awakens, completely normal with..all the curses and stuff, they find out that time hasn't moved since they've fallen asleep, and immediately run to find Blythe and Raha...who don't remember anything that happened, and assume that maybe some ghost got them into a nightmare but they broke out of it. Arameia/Eirwen/Lorelai decided to keep some facts to themselves, like the presence of the child or fighting Raha.

Hilariously, they assume they had too much 'willpower' to be got by such a spell, despite in actuality being the only ones to fold. The gang did have a newfound appreciation for them realizing that yes...Blythe does love them a lot and that they don't know much about Raha and haven't been very good friends.

BUT IT ALL ENDED BITTERSWEET.,....with the gang now being sure all of them love each other and they can move from confronting their trauma and go forward...with fwiends :)

[thekitchenspider]

I’m hearing conga music, so it’s headcanon time (Ft. my boyfriend and a friend)

Random TF2 Mercenaries HEADCANONS

Some are NSFW

Boyfriend, Me, Friend

Scout

- Never graduated high school, but has a GED.

- Does graffiti and is amazing at it.

- Unironically likes kool-aid pickles.

Soldier

- Can’t count above 10.

- Collects shiny objects he finds on the battlefield, mainly bullet casings, like a crow.

- Bisexual.

Pyro

- They just sound like that, it’s not the mask.

- Really into bugs and stuff like that, they love the creepy crawlers.

- Has a basement war reenactment but its 2fort.

Demo

- Highly intelligent, like engineer and medic level, but he just doesn’t care. (Too drunk)

- Absolutely a musical theatre dork, I don’t have anything to prove this, it just speaks to me.

- Has horses.

Heavy

- Can’t keep a secret for his life, he may be quiet but he is a huge gossip, tell him and everyone will know.

- Cat person, he sees a cat he WILL pet it.

- Secretly enjoys anime, only medic and spy know.

Engineer

- Was somehow involved with the Three Mile Island accident.

- Absolutely would be a sugar daddy. Like sugar daddy spy? Nah sugar daddy engineer.

- Makes the best brisket but makes his gravy with the boxed stuff.

Medic

- During the years 1939-1945, the minions (yellow ones) were helping him.

- Legs man. Thighs, calves, all of it, dudes FERAL for it.

- Has alot of birds that each have their own names and backstories.

Sniper

- Fills the bowl.

- piss kink this, piss kink that, while I do agree with this- HE HAS A SPIT KINK: on you, on on him, yes yes YES.

- Had medic install 7 extra kidneys because his old ones look like raisins.

Spy

- Fucked the administrator.

- Isn’t actually French, he’s lying about that.

- Secretly enjoys fried chicken and swipes scouts when no one is looking.

[the-witchhunter]

Masterpost for all the DP x DC vodkas y’all have suggested and I’ve made… (so far?)

Previous post here

Burger/batburger/nasty burger

Beefy followed by pickle. Not the worst thing I’ve put in my body. Mainly just weird and combine with tomato juice and a float of smoky scotch it tastes like a backyard cookout burger and is a decent drink.

5.5/10 it’s not the worst but you’ll probably not make it again. Shoutout to @stealingyourbones for making this with me

Ranch 2 (ectoplasm)

Salty af and tastes like vodka and ranch. Unironically makes a good Bloody Mary but not recommended on its own. It’s just ranch seasoning and green food dye. Hard to rank because not good as a shot but mixes well in savory drinks 6/10? Unless you really like ranch and/or Bloody Marys it’s not really worth making again

Dick(Grayson)/fruity pebbles

I mainly just think it’s funny to call itDick flavored so bonus point there. It’s literally just soaking fruity pebbles for a couple minutes in vodka and straining. It tastes great, it’s freaking fruity pebbles 8/10 definitely worth making again. Mix with sprite or just do shots. If you want a stronger flavor soak fresh cereal instead of soaking longer

Jason’s Pit Rage

Raspberries, sugar, and a Serrano pepper. Spicy and grassy flavored up front balanced by the red berry flavors of raspberry and the sweetness. Actually really good and could easily replace the Serrano with a chipotle pepper to add a smoky note. 9/10 do make this one. Good as a shot, on the rocks, or as an addition to a margarita

Green apple (ectoplasm)

Apple jolly ranchers and vodka. It’s good. I don’t think this will surprise anyone. Sweet, apple flavor, it’s welcome if you bring it to most parties 7/10

Lemon/lime(ectoplasm)

Lemon lime kool aid packet and about 375ml of vodka. Add sugar if you want it to be drinkable because I, a fool, forgot for a second and boy it tasted kind of chemical in a way cheap vodka, artificial citrus flavor, and citric acid only can. Sugar, actually makes it taste good. Like a very boozy sprite flavor 6.5/10

Waffle (Steph Brown/Spoiler)

Brown butter washed vodka sweetened with pancake syrup. Don’t use real maple syrup. This is going for waffle crisp cereal taste and you’re going to get closer with pancake syrup than the real thing, or even light brown sugar. 7/10 its fun and tastes nice

And that’s all I got so far. Overall these have all been surprisingly okay to even delicious. Thanks to everyone that made suggestions it’s been interesting at the very least. I might revisit this soon considering I still have vodka and jars

Let me know if you try any of these

[mystic-warriors]

What do YOUR yokai taste like, rank them best to worse

I thought you’d never ask

I included cruncha and clover(Noko) too because I had visions

BEST

Saturn: tangerine sugar cookies

Whisper: icecream and marshmallows (obviously)

Clover: soft cooked scrambled eggs (with like spices and chives n shit, but only a little bit on top yknow)

Dimmy: watered down grape kool-aid

Sam: walnuts (with the shell on) and pickled radish

Cruncha: protein bars and sunscreen (but like weirdly gendered sunscreen labeled for men even though it’s the same shit)

Ari: dust and windex

WORST

[backwardshatnick]

𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗉

in which chris gets tangled in a cherry red mishap without getting himself wet and stained.

pairing: caterer!stand-up comedian!chris x photographer!social media campaigner!reader wc: 961 notes: this is a reintroduction for caterer!chris & stand-up comedian!chris :) i've decided to combine them both together into 1 character so i just have 1 au to settle with. series masterlist here! and no, i've not the slightest clue on how kool aid tastes like :p [divider credits to: @sister-lucifer]

The chaos, sheer willpower and bottomless mugs of caffeine were the base foundation of Boston’s Spring Ball Committee. Last minute preparations buzzing throughout the veins of every member, but especially in Christopher, a 22 year-old hospitality management student who had signed up to be part of the event’s refreshment unit.

From afar, he could be seen looking dapper and sharp in his light blue suit and pale yellow tie peaking through in between the buttoned lapels, something of high contrast from his daily laid-back look where he frequented caps and beanies, loose Ts and crewnecks and hoodies complete with distressed jeans. With hands balancing trays of pastel cupcakes and freshly baked croissants and a full glass jug of ice cold cherry Kool Aid, Chris attempted to manoeuvre his way through the ballroom, trying his best to dodge not only the rows of pirouetting students, but also other frantic committee members who were also darting through the dance floor trying to accomplish their responsibilities.

“Okay, you got this, Chris. Physics. Core strength. Stability. No sudden moves,” he uttered to himself.

Beside the DJ booth and endless rows of cocktail tables stood a girl in a pastel green dress, the bodice covered with chic beads and embroidery which trailed down to her mid-thigh, adding in to the vintage vibes that she had already established with her pinned-up hair. She was a sharp-eyed, or rather sharp-willed individual, a social media campaigner for the Spring Ball Committee who was determined to capture every glittering angle of the event with the camera that she had slung around her neck.

Except that her eyesight was not exactly reliable.

The 22 year-old media studies major squinted at the crowd, constantly tinkering her slender fingers around the zoom button as a click sound emanated with every shutter. She hated wearing her glasses, the inconvenience that it carried whenever she had to lie down in bed and how it got in the way of her “artistic vision” when things seem to not be how they were when she saw them in their obscure state.

Chris did not notice her standing near the punch table until it was too late.

In a hurried attempt to sidestep a toppled balloon arch, he stumbled, emptying the crystal urn of the red beverage as it splashed directly across the poor girl’s dress. Sure the jug only wobbled from the misfortune, tilted and tipped.

But the sage green shade of the dress had now become a growing blotch of putrid pickle hues. She did not flinch, not at all, but only blinked down at the spreading crimson patch on her belly as gasps echoed around the refreshments area.

“Who the fuck—” she mumbled, spinning in the direction of the commotion, but alas the faces that she were greeted with were nothing short of flesh-coloured blobs. Nonetheless, she continued adjusting her camera, making sure that none of the Kool Aid got caught onto the lens while ignoring the sticky drip crawling towards her cocoa-coloured ballet flats.

The brunette boy froze as he was overcame with guilt. His lips were quivering, mouth and tongue ready to form a string of pardons and confession before he started shrugging off his tuxedo coat to offer it as a makeshift apology. But before he could say a word and even remove both of his arms from his jacket, the girl had already briskly turned, waved him off like a fly as the camera lifted, covering her face as she continued to capture a group of dancers twirling beneath strings of fairy lights, head in the clouds as ears were drowned in the loud bass of Tame Impala’s Breathe Deeper.

The girl was determined and undeterred, distractions a big no-no for this big event and it did not matter if her biological lenses were blurry, it only mattered if her physical lenses were able to snap the moments that would look really good in the university’s weekly paper.

A Kool Aid-stained dress has never stopped me from working, she thought to herself.

Still at the cocktail table, Chris stood there dumbfounded with the light blue tux laying limp in his hand as he inspected through the crowd for the red-stained warrior who continued photographing the night with burning passion.

What neither of them realised was that despite her slightly blurry and camera-focused world, she kept on being drawn back to one figure. He was not a tall man, 6 feet barely there, but lean and slender with biceps hidden beneath his white dress shirt. He appeared to be lost at sea as the ones that he had on his face carried no emotions while he stood there, looking oddly disoriented amid the balloons, garlands, banners and confetti.

Through her lens, he looked… kind of cool. A little awkward? Yes. But it was the charming kind of awkward, as if he had just stepped into a matchmaking session of himself that was done in secrecy. She kept on clicking the shutter button, albeit unable to place a finger onto who he was as she was captivated by how he seemed to be an absolute opposite of the life of a party, just hovering about at the sidelines.

Little did she know that she was mesmerised by the very culprit who had turned her artwork of a dress into a newer abstract art piece, the crimson patches now looking like red comets of bad luck. The artist being the clueless boy who now has been promoted into the oblivious star of her accidental photo series, cheeks flushing a lighter tinge of scarlet, ironically the colour of the spilt drink that bore significance when the clink of pitchers in his hands had led to the click of pictures on her camera.

[jellogram]

I desperately want to take my non-American friends to a county fair. It's just something that needs to be experienced. You need to stand outside in a parking lot on a 90 degree day eating deep-fried pickles and drinking kool aid while you spend $45 trying to catch plastic fish with a toy fishing rod to win a giant off-brand pokemon plushie. You need to go look at the goats and say "Wow, there's a lot more varieties of goats than I thought" and then step in some fresh poop. You need to ride something called "The Throat Puncher" that is covered in duct tape and airbrushed paintings of celebrities from the 2000s. You need to listen to a Dave Matthews Band cover band while drinking a warm bud light.

Is any of this fun? Debatable. Does it fucking rule? Absolutely.

[paper-mario-wiki]

Are the Kool aid pickles sweet like bread and butter pickles? I think the idea is fun I want to try it

depends on how much sugar and koolaid powder you mix into the brine.

the way i make them, theyre sweet and sour, suited to my preference, but letting them marinate longer with more sugar can make em taste like straight up candy.

ive also got the bad habit of snacking on them before theyre done (most say you should let them marinate for a week or so but the one i posted this morning was after 16 hours) so theyre like. extra sour, with a little sweetness. but thats just cuz i like how pickles taste generally.

before letting the pickles marinate, be sure you either poke holes in them, cut them in half, or peel them! that way they can soak properly.

[andmaybegayer]

You should try a Koolickleback sometime! It's like the pickle juice/whiskey combo you mentioned (a pickleback), but with kool-aid/similar flavored drink mix powder in the pickle juice!

this sounds like something you make because you seriously lost focus while reading the home food preservation website