For some reason, pickles were on my brain.
I think it was from the festival that we went to on Saturday night, where I spied large giant, garlicky pickles on a stick.
And the full sour ones from the Sunday farmer’s market that we love so much.
And somehow from pickles, my mind jumped to marinated olives and feta.
And that reminded me that I had forgotten all about telling you about these marinated olives and feta.
Talk about stream of consciousness thinking.
But these olives? Are a must make.
Nick and I love us some marinated olives. Madeline is not yet on that bandwagon with us.
But that’s ok. She’ll join us someday.
In the meantime, more for US.