We Became Picklers, Sort Of

As lovers of gardening, we have little plots outside with some vegetables. Some that we tried to grow were eaten by squirrels, tiny birds, and that one big fat groundhog. But others did survive. Here is a tale about cucumbers, my friends.


We had too many cucumbers. Really, an outrageous abundance of them. There were only two cucumber plants in the garden, but we couldn’t keep up at all. At least a dozen turned yellow before we got around to picking them. One was squashed, by animal or by plant is a distinction we’ll never learn for that one. And then still there were so many perfect, gigantic, ripe cucumbers. We weren’t going to eat them all, so we started the way any good old-fashioned American would, and googled “pickling.”

Our very first step was to pick some of the cucumbers, which was daunting enough a task that I came back injured, rained on, and itchy. Did you know that our yard is home to chiggers? Haha right here in the city! Such natural splendor. Anyway I managed to do it! The ones in our garden are huge, presumably from the way the season’s been going and the amount of rainfall we’ve had, combined with our very dry clay-like soil. But we’re not scientists! We’re hardly even farmers.


It should be noted that our two tomato plants did so well that they basically turned into vines and trees somehow, blessing with so many tomatoes, just way too many. Two plants! They crushed the little metal cages we put around them to keep them upright.

Next, we had nothing that was really large enough to hold the pickles plus brine, that could also be sealed to leave pickling for a while. I ordered some containers on the internet, which may still not be large enough, but then I started small with what I had on hand. I cut one single pickle into very thin slices. I wish I had one of those deli slicers for this part, but a sharp knife did just fine. I forgot to take a picture of us so look at our plot’s baby picture:

little did we know

After some brief internet searching for how to get started, I made sure they all basically had similar instructions, so that I could wing it. We cooked up a brine made primarily of vinegar and water, with some salt. It smelled like vinegar boiling, a not exactly delightful aroma for the house.

Since we had only small containers, we split the cucumber slices into two of them, added a few spices, and filled them with the brine. They sit, now, in our fridge. We tried some last night with a tomato meal — they are zesty!


About a week later, we received the larger containers in order to get more of our million cucumbers started for pickling. We promptly rinsed them out, then went out to the garden to harvest what we needed. Here’s an artist’s rendering of our garden as soon as we were ready to begin our Pickling Empire:


The results of our first pickling test:

  • 1.5 cucumbers sliced
  • one container with Jalapeño and one with garlic
  • the resolution stated that we will plant ONE cucumber plant next year and start pickling earlier
  • dreading the thought that maybe all those rotted cucumbers will self-plant next year, forcing us into actually having to start that pickle empire after all

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