It's very pretty to look at, but definitely not something most children would go for, more like a relish or chutney for a roast. Back then I pretended to like it for her sake. And now, you see, I've grown into it, and love it. There was a book of poetry that came out in 1966, a soulful collection by both well-known and obscure poets. Required reading in middle school and high school for the next several years; the title was "Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle". Who else knows this book? Off you go, people.
I remember my grandma's watermelon pickles as well. She would use just the white rind part and add a lot of spices. They turned out a refreshing pale green hue. I remember the distinctive taste, maybe mostly from the juniper berries. I have not heard of that book but it sounds intriguing. You know a lot of interesting sounding reading materials!
Thank you, Luelle. I've been reading none stop since the age of four, more than sixty years, and I have enjoyed a very good memory, which, like all things, must pass. Going, going, gone!
A little old lady neighbor taught me how to read at 4, using the grocery ads from the news paper. She was so sweet to sit on her porch, on the swing, and talk to a little 4 year old kid, let alone teach me how to read words from the ads. God bless her. ЁЯЩП
She sounds absolutely lovely.
Watermelon pickle! Now that sounds awesome.
It's very pretty to look at, but definitely not something most children would go for, more like a relish or chutney for a roast. Back then I pretended to like it for her sake. And now, you see, I've grown into it, and love it. There was a book of poetry that came out in 1966, a soulful collection by both well-known and obscure poets. Required reading in middle school and high school for the next several years; the title was "Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle". Who else knows this book? Off you go, people.
I remember my grandma's watermelon pickles as well. She would use just the white rind part and add a lot of spices. They turned out a refreshing pale green hue. I remember the distinctive taste, maybe mostly from the juniper berries. I have not heard of that book but it sounds intriguing. You know a lot of interesting sounding reading materials!
Thank you, Luelle. I've been reading none stop since the age of four, more than sixty years, and I have enjoyed a very good memory, which, like all things, must pass. Going, going, gone!
A little old lady neighbor taught me how to read at 4, using the grocery ads from the news paper. She was so sweet to sit on her porch, on the swing, and talk to a little 4 year old kid, let alone teach me how to read words from the ads. God bless her. ЁЯЩП