Has there ever been a food as polarizing as the pickle? Maybe the olive comes close. Pickles, you either love them or you hate them. I have rarely heard of a person having a middle of the road opinion on pickles. Mike is a pickle hater. I am a pickle lover. This bodes well for me, because as long as Mike asks for pickles on the side, I reap those extra pickles all the time! I eat a pickle as a snack all the time. Sometimes when I eat the pickle right out of the jar, with the refrigerator door wide open (sorry Dad), I sing the pickle song from the Little Rascals Movie to myself. Yes, I am that big of a nerd. I also do a pretty good Alfalfa impression… Back to pickles. I wrote an ode to the pickle. I have made my own pickles. I fried pickles. I have Dill Pickle Vodka for Bloody Marys. I just love pickles! Whenever I order a burger or sandwich for Mike, it pains me to have to utter the words, no pickles, please—like, hurts deep down in my soul. I guess if you are a pickle hater, there is nothing that …

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