I made pickles tonight. It was sort of ad-libbed, as I lost my pickle recipe but had bought pickle making cucumbers (they have a real name, I know) almost a whole week ago and they were going bad. I search the world wide web and found one that I had most of the ingredients for... I hope they turn out delicious. The first, and only other, time I made pickles was at the strangest, most wonderful show I have seen. It was a show put on by the Rubber Repertory called "The casket of passing fancy." I can't even hope to explain it adequately... you can find a bit of video on youtube (from the VERY show that H and I attended!!), and apparently you can request a 'script.' The Rubber Rep is issuing a challenge, of sorts, to other theatre companies around the country to produce something similar to that amazing fiasco.
Without too much attempt at an explanation, I'll share Haley and I's experiences. I had to privilege of a one-on-one lesson of how to make pickles from a family recipe passed down to one of the duchess' domestics. It was hands on, I chopped and sliced and combined everything right there and then got to take home the recipe and my creation. (That's the recipe I've now misplaced.) Haley was privy to a naughty horse ride, which consisted of a very gender neutral woman whipping her while she rode a rocking horse. Honestly, I think our experiences were on the tame side compared to some people's 'fancies.'
Here's their final blog post on the duchess herself -
THE RUBBER REPERTORY!?: R.I.P. Duchess 1920-2009
I'll never eat pickles the same way again.
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