Just learned of the death of an iconic American retailer. Robert J. Vlasic [freep.com] He wrote a book Bob’s 101 Pickle jokes. A preview of some: ”What do a bunch of soon-to-be pickles and a heavy pool stick have in common? You either have some cucumber or a cumbersome cue.”
”I watched a documentary last night about how pickles are made.
It was jarring.”
”My pickle order was totally under-cooked.
I got a really raw dill.”
”Why couldn’t the pickle leave the bar?
Because the door was ajar.”
My mother once sent me a stuffed Mr. Pickle. I had fun with this toy in the office and would leave it in various places to surprise my co-workers. One place was to tie and gag him and put him in a drawer. Another was to seat him on top of a file case. Here’s a picture of a similar Mr. Pickle. Couldn’t find the one she sent, though
Vlasic kosher dills are my favorite.
Plus, the pickle juice is the "secret ingredient" for my potato salad.
Thank you, Mr. Vlasic.
Good to know. Another thing I have learned if you touch a pickle and put it back into the jar the juice starts to get moldy.
Pickle juice is my secret remedy for everything.
I can't think of any cucumber jokes, even though my mind is running like a pickle seeder.