We had Christmas Dinner last night with Mike's mom and sister. That alone is something for which to be grateful and I am.
But among the foods on offer was my MIL's pickled asparagus. I don't recall ever having tried pickled asparagus anywhere and I've always been curious.
My goodness it's good.
This was her own asparagus grown in her garden and picked and pickled at its peak.
I liked it so much that she gave us the jar to take home.
I have pickled asparagus in my refrigerator, and for it I am grateful.
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