Topor's Pickles

 

There is a pickle company called Topor’s.  It is a great pickle, even to people not liking pickles.  They can’t help themselves, its that good.  I have seen one thin slice of this pickle transform a ho-hum sandwich into an amazing masterpiece of lunchtime splendor. Rookies believe it is the sandwich that is so amazing but trust me – it is the pickle.

I can tell you think I’m exaggerating.  Nope.

        Anyway, I no longer live in the town where these pickles are made and to buy them on-line and have them shipped would cost more than a stealth bomber.  Not that I’m in the market for an airplane, because I’m not.

    When I asked for the recipe, hoping I could make my own, the owner of the company said no, it is a family secret and will simply go away as the family dies off.

I can understand the thought process of not wanting someone out there making your product and maybe undercutting you on price.  Your business would suffer, your relatives would call you a schmuck and disown you.  They may even tie your shoelaces together, causing you to trip.  I’ve seen it happen.

        So apparently, I’m in a pickle.  But not a good pickle. There seems to be no solution to this problem.  The most I can hope for is that someone out there who knows Mr. & Mrs. Topor will read this and convince them that I  have no ulterior motives.  I’m simply a fan and  would like to make a few pickles for my own consumption.  They can even adopt me, if they want to keep it in the family.

 

Z. Corwin