There's a retired toolmaker around the corner from me that pickles everything known to man: eggs, mushrooms, walnuts, chillis of all sorts, you name it. Eg: this dude got shitty that worchestire sauce wasn't what it used to be, so started a batch of 209l of his own stuff over 10 years ago, and I have to say it's like night n day, he won't sell it, it's his lifetime supply. Unfortunately he also has a bar at his house so whenever we are round there watching sport or for Thirsty Friday, eventually the pickled stuff comes out. Black beer and pickled eggs are Grade ONE atomic fart material. It's incredible. I can clear an entire workshop on a Saturday morning.
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