Pickles!

I loved my mother-in-law. She was a wonderful (and very forgiving) lady and I was so pleased that we shared so many interests in common. Maybe that old song "I want a gal just like the gal that married dear ol' Dad" has a lot of truth to it. One of the best qualities of my mother-in law was her cooking. Nothing fancy, just plain, wholesome, tasty, old-fashioned cooking. I had adopted many of her recipes over the years, but there was ONE thing that she made that I always meant to try to make with her, but never did.... her absolutely delicious Sweet Pickles. Every time she opened a jar and we were there, we usually finished the jar... and sometimes wanted to open another jar the next meal... greedy devils, weren't we ('we' means the kids and I, her son doesn't really like them!) Several years ago, I had the best intentions and asked her for the recipe and dutifully wrote it down.... but when I realized it took 15 DAYS and 7#s of small, similarly siz...