I love, love, love pickles and preserved foods. I do everything from cure my own olives to pickle fish, but the recipes here are standard — more or less — vegetable and fruit pickles. I often find myself with more of a wild edible food or a garden veggie than I can eat fresh, so I immediately think “how can I pickle some of this?” There’s usually a way.
If you can’t find what you are looking for on this page, try my friend Sean’s site, Punk Domestics. He has lots of pickle recipes contributed from the blogosphere.
Verjus or verjuice is a “vinegar” made by pressing unripe grapes. Its less acidic than actual vinegar, and is what you will want to use when you want a bright flavor with food served with wine.
A Polish and Eastern European method of preserving mushrooms, these are boiled briefly, then salted down and fermented. Spectacular with bread and vodka.
Madrone is a flavorful tree bark in the West, which creates this pretty stain on the cracked eggs. You can also use ponderosa pine or hickory bark to make these.
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Kimberly ClarkJuly 23, 2012 at 10:58 pm | Permalink
Hank, I just found your blog after (many, many, many clicks after…) googling a pickled cauliflower recipe. I used your recipe and my giardiniera is made and cooling in the fridge, (with the obligatory jar of cucumber slices and spears I was forced to pickle because I made more brine than I needed) but I digress. I was thrilled to find your posts about brining and curing olives. I enjoyed reading your posts and then pinned them onto Pinterest so I can timidly pursue olive preservation this year. I think I’ve pickled almost everything. I can make jam out of whatever grows. Let me in your kitchen and I’ll have dinner ready in an hour. But, olives…they scare me.
We just moved to Ripon (near Modesto) and the property we rented has five prolific olive trees. I can’t stand wasting anything so I’ve been feeling twitchy about preparing to deal with all the olives growing on these five old trees. I know that they’re old. I know that they make great shade. I’ve watched some videos and read some material about identifying the variety of olive. I got nothin.
You mentioned that you go out and pick olives. Ripon is just over an hour south of Sacramento. If you’d like to have a pile of these olives, we’d love to invite you to come pick here! I might even know what type they are by the time I hear from you. I can provide photos of the trees, foliage, and fruit and maybe you’ll know by looking at them. I don’t know when they need to be picked for table fruit, but I suspect that’s coming soon.
I’ll enjoy reading the rest of your posts. I just sent your crayfish post to one of the boys at my son’s school because he is an avid fisherman who just started building his own traps. He’s gonna love your blog. Keep writing; you’re really good. Let me know if you’d like some free olives!
Kimberly
PS. How lucky are YOU that your partner happens to be an astonishing photographer. Her work is stunning.
[...] Hank Shaw hunts, fishes, gathers and pickles here. [...]
Hank, I just found your blog after (many, many, many clicks after…) googling a pickled cauliflower recipe. I used your recipe and my giardiniera is made and cooling in the fridge, (with the obligatory jar of cucumber slices and spears I was forced to pickle because I made more brine than I needed) but I digress. I was thrilled to find your posts about brining and curing olives. I enjoyed reading your posts and then pinned them onto Pinterest so I can timidly pursue olive preservation this year. I think I’ve pickled almost everything. I can make jam out of whatever grows. Let me in your kitchen and I’ll have dinner ready in an hour. But, olives…they scare me.
We just moved to Ripon (near Modesto) and the property we rented has five prolific olive trees. I can’t stand wasting anything so I’ve been feeling twitchy about preparing to deal with all the olives growing on these five old trees. I know that they’re old. I know that they make great shade. I’ve watched some videos and read some material about identifying the variety of olive. I got nothin.
You mentioned that you go out and pick olives. Ripon is just over an hour south of Sacramento. If you’d like to have a pile of these olives, we’d love to invite you to come pick here! I might even know what type they are by the time I hear from you. I can provide photos of the trees, foliage, and fruit and maybe you’ll know by looking at them. I don’t know when they need to be picked for table fruit, but I suspect that’s coming soon.
I’ll enjoy reading the rest of your posts. I just sent your crayfish post to one of the boys at my son’s school because he is an avid fisherman who just started building his own traps. He’s gonna love your blog. Keep writing; you’re really good. Let me know if you’d like some free olives!
Kimberly
PS. How lucky are YOU that your partner happens to be an astonishing photographer. Her work is stunning.