I find this disgusting, yet funny. When we finish a jar of pickles, Mike likes to drink the juice (just writing about it has me on the verge of gagging...when he does it I turn away and have him tell me when he's done). The boys seemed interested, so Mike let them have a taste.
I know where that habit came from...Mike's dad also drank the pickle juice and I thought it was terrible...and possibly not good for you but he told me it was good for "what ever ailed you"! I believe Grandpa Krol drank it as well. Made me smile to see the habit is being passed down to yet another generation!
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