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I’m a die hard pickle fan. Loved them since I was a little kid. A few years ago, I learned that pickle juice is sold by the liter/gallon. On occasion I’ll do the little pickle shots you can find at almost any chain grocery store. I mentioned it to a buddy of mine and then forgot the conversation pretty much as soon as it ended. She didn’t forget. I was having a really really bad day today. Marital bickering, nothing seemed to go how I wanted it to, generally in a nasty mood. This evening, my friend sends me a text. It’s a photo of 3 gallon bottles of pickle juice. Of course, I drop everything and rush over. She’s waiting on her front porch. I dump the little bit of soda left in my Taco Bell cup and approach. She quietly ushers to the 2 bottles. After fumbling with the seal, I give up and stab it with my key. We lock eyes. I start pouring. The entire large cup . My only words? “I had a bad day.” Her only words? “Would you like tequila with that?” I decline and we hang out for a ...