Today is officially Pickle Day and time to celebrate everything pickled in saltwater brine that you can. I guess that means eating extra pickles in order to celebrate the day properly, or perhaps, writing a sonnet to express your love for this little treat that’s been around for over 3,000 years. Also, rumor has it that Cleopatra attributed them to her youth and beauty. Though cucumbers are the most common version of a pickle that comes to mind, they can actually be made from green beans, cauliflower, radishes, and pretty much any fruit and vegetable you like. Each area of the world seems to have their own beloved version of pickle, so feel free to enjoy whatever version you prefer. Any excuse to celebrate a simple pleasure like this one is a wonderful thing.
Despite the celebratory aspect of this auspicious day, being “in a pickle” is not a particularly good thing. This phrase originated from the idea of being mixed up and disoriented like pickles in a jar. Though honestly, I’ve not heard anyone use this description in years. Still, it’s a rather quaint way to describe something that could be potentially awful and takes much of the bite out of the situation. Being in a pickle, after all, doesn’t sound too bad. This made me think of other food preparations and how they would sound far worse if used this way. For example, saying you’re “totally flambéed” would signal that the problem is definitely tragic and one should send help immediately if not sooner. But anything that rhymes with tickle, just manages to sound rather cute.
And perhaps, being in a pickle is the perfect way to describe most any problem in life. Most of the worst things in life, though perfectly sad, awful or irritating can be overcome. All it usually takes is perseverance, determination and a bit of time. Life is essentially wonderful and good in the end, and problems have a way of working themselves out. So, today we celebrate the pickle along with every little time we’ve found ourselves in a pickle only to discover we’ve happily moved past it. It’s rather amazing how life works like that. If you ever happen to find yourself in a pickle, rest assured a celebration is not too far away.
About the Doodlewash
Sennelier L’Aquarelle: Olive Green, Ultramarine Deep, and Payne’s Grey. Lamy Safari Al Star pen with Platinum Carbon with black ink in a little red cloth hardbound l’aquarelle journal I found in a Paris shop.