Pickles

Once upon a time, at the wake in connection with W’s grandmother’s funeral, his aunt arrived with a mason jar of homemade bread & butter pickles. They were well made and tasty, but dyed KELLY GREEN. With food coloring. It was a shocking sight to behold. I recalled this whilst reading the Times the other day, wherein John T. Edge revealed that people in the South, in the Mississippi Delta, take standard issue dill pickles and steep them in Kool-Aid. They emerge an unearthly shade of, well, not pickle colored.