Lest any of you be tempted to suspect that I'm kidding about the pickle juice that's become increasingly popular with cyclists over the last year or so, I present Exhibit A.Or maybe Exhibit P. Or D. Just... look at the picture.
I know what you're thinking, because I thought the same thing: "Eww. Nasty." And yes, all else being equal, you won't catch me lounging in front of the TV, sipping this stuff after a hard day at work. That's what a nice, cold dunkelweisen is for.
On the other hand, when I'm 40 miles into a hilly bike ride and sweating like a pig, this stuff is a real picker-upper. Still doesn't taste great... but better.
Meanwhile...
I found this on my camera while retrieving the picture of the pickle juice. Turtle's out of town for the weekend and may enjoy this shot of her baby girl.
2 comments:
Did you mean "pickle-upper?" It looks like the kitty could use a sip or two. She looks a little agitated. Have you been teasing her while Turtle's away? ;-)
Gwynne: Okay, that was a groaner. Good job. The kitten was actually quite relaxed and content, but she is a cat after all. She has to keep up appearances.
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