Dill cucumbers - pickled
Recently I visited Estonia, from where my parents came in their mid-twenties after World War I to settle in Sydney. I was able to experience first-hand eating genuine Estonian pickled cucumbers. As very poor migrants living through the Depression, my parents were fortunate to have a few acres of land at West Epping. We had a cow, chooks and grew vegetables. My favourites were cucumbers which Mum pickled in the Estonian way, with salt, dill and grape leaves till they fermented naturally.
These pickled cucumbers could be eaten on their own or as one of the ingredients in a beetroot salad with sour cream, called rosolje. I make this salad on special occasions, like Christmas. However, I have never tried to pickle my own cucumbers. Fortunately, you can buy jars of them here in Perth, made in Poland or even India. They must not be the gherkin type made with sugar that Australians favour. The pickled cucumbers I'm talking about here are sadly made with vinegar, but with salt, they taste authentic.
I always have a jar of these pickled cucumbers in the frig and use them in a sandwich or in salads.
In 1965, when my husband and I came to live in Perth and I was pregnant with our first child, I had a craving for these cucumbers. One time in the city we passed by Foy's store which I'd discovered sold them, so I begged my husband to stop and let me buy a jar. I'd pretty well finished the jar by the time we got home. Needless to say I was violently ill that night.
As a postscript, a great favourite of Estonians is a fresh continental or Lebanese cucumber, unpeeled, sliced with chopped dill and sour cream.
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Chop vegetables into small cubes and mix. Combine remaining ingredients and mix into the vegetables.
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