THE APOPCALYPSE: CULTURE ON THE VERGE.

Sour power.

On Sunday, I picked a peck of fickle foodie pals and hit up the NY Food Museum’s ninth International Pickle Day. A brine time was had by all (minus the chick dressed like a pickle, who had a real sour puss), during an hour of sampling. Bite-sized snacks ranged from kimchi to PB&P (peanut butter and pickles, natch)(oh gawd, aPOPlogies, i hate the word ‘natch’)… (more…)