We’ve reached peak pickle madness. We’re seeing pickle slushies at Sonic drive-thru, dill pickle paint from Behr, canned pickle brine from Gordy’s, pickled cucumber gose from Rogue brewery, and we’re not mad about it. It’s official: the pickle obsession is real, people!
And we’ve got a monthly pickle subscription that turns it up to eleven. Yes, there is such a thing as a monthly pickles subscription (*gasp!*), and it could be yours.
If you or someone you know identifies with the list below, it’s time to get in on it:
1. You dream about dancing pickles and wake up with your mouth watering
2. You will throw your grilled cheeseburger at the wall if it shows up without bread and butters
3. You know that the only way to eat tuna salad…or egg salad…or any salad…is with diced pickles mixed in
4. You know that a pickled string bean is way better than bacon in a Bloody Mary
5. You are all about that pickle and cheese lyfe
6. You have no problem finishing off a jar of kirbys in one sitting… and then you drink the brine
7. You slam picklebacks at the bar like it’s your job
8. You always order extra pickles, then point at friends pickle and ask, “You gonna eat that?”
9. You’re used to not being able to take off your engagement ring for a few days because the sodium levels are real
10. People keep giving you green things
11. You have, on more than one occasion, run out in your PJs at 2 a.m. because, you know, cravings
Sound familiar? Let us enable you.
Here’s how it works: Each month we highlight the absolute best pickles America has to offer, all made by independent artisans who have mastered the art of brining. From offbeat eats like bacon pickle chips and juicy pickled tomatoes to next-level classics like garlic dills and warmly-spiced bread and butter pickles, this epic gift will make any pickle addict’s mouth water.
Not only is Pickles Every Month the most dill-icious thing in the world, but it’s the best gift for foodies, pickle lovers, or anyone who’s on the hunt for the next best thing.
No gherkin’ around… it’s a pretty big dill.
In peace and pickles,