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30 Comments on Pickled eggs for Christmas? Do you think that is equal to a lump of coal?
Barbara, are you asking what "re-gifting" is? It is when you get something "really bad" as a gift and then save it and give it to someone else the next year:)
Charles, I understand now. I thought something worse!
Barbara, that may be one of the very few foods I've never tried! Now you've peaked my interest! Yum?
Patricia, you've got a lotta bars in DC. Try one next time you are out .... perhaps inaugural night. OOOPS! They're found in honkey tonks, not bars!!
Mrs Barbara,
I still have no idea where I am but I am steaming mad. Please talk to Mr Charles. He is a shrew and he is trying shrew me over.
Nutsy
Never heard of pickled eggs -- will have to look these up. All the best for the new year.
Nutsy, just calm down. Mr Buell will surely pay you soon. But the boycott sign is a good idea.
Bob and Carolin, I appreciate your blog. Pickled eggs! They are strange.
Barbara, perhaps I need to pay him in "Qualudes"----that should calm him down:)
Barbara,
Got a chattering call from Nutsy, somewhere between CA and CT. He said he has a standing invite to run James inspection firm for a month, yet he now cannot get there. I think you ought to see if you can get Charlie to send him half his pay now.
Pickled eggs and pigs feet were staples in the old saloons and bars. Must have been cheap to be
offered to the drinking customers.
Anita mentioned Jim's Dining Car at the corner of Pine and East Race. Here's one of her pics with her mom and another lady standing at the door.
Charles.....just pay the kid. You'll sleep better at night knowing you did the right thing.
Don, that's another great picture. Was that an old railroad car? That had to be a long time ago and I've never seen any pictures of it. It is worth a separate blog to localism!
Barbara,
They sure look pretty in the jar! I don't like eggs.
Mrs Barbara,
Still stranded. If you find out where I am, please send help. Mr Buell still uncooperative. I am part-time as a chef at Denny's and feeling very small.
Nutsy
Mary, do you not like any eggs or just pickled eggs.
Nutsy, if you don't behave and find out where you are, you may become a pickled squirrel!!!
I love anything pickled, but I am not sure about eggs. I recived peanut butter balls dipped in chocolate and by now I have eaten so many, I wish they had been pickle eggs.
Edie
Edie, a pickled egg is different from anything pickled that I've ever tasted. Peanut butter balls! YUMMY!
Barbara
Gosh! I do remember seeing these along side the pickled pigs feet jar in all the old country grocery stores and honky tonks years ago. I never had the desire to try one .....even though I did try a pig foot once.
Trey, you were in a honky tonk!! Personally, as a child I loved pickled pigs feet. As I got older and got ridiculed I gave them up. Try the eggs!
Barbara, my husband grew up with these and will occasionally make them and store them in the fridge. I have never ever tried them and have no desire to.
Carol, my husband is liking them too. I admit taking a small portion of one and being a child again....disliked the texture or something so refusing to go further.