When forest fires ignited near my home two years ago, I began compiling a list of items to pack once word came to evacuate. My laptop and family photos made the roster. So did a cracked, nine-inch-long box that’s priceless to me and of questionable value to anybody else.
Sour pickles. Brine pickles. New York deli Kosher dill pickles. The old-fashioned dill pickles your grandparents used to fish out of a big barrell down at the general store. What do these pickles have in common? They’re lacto-fermented dill pickles.