Today I’m thankful for olives.
I don’t remember seeing this happen but my sister swears it’s true and I have no reason to doubt her. Neither of us is fond of olives. Our mother almost inhales them, she enjoys so much. While the two of us were growing up she’d always have a jar of them in the refrigerator. I always gave them a wide berth. My sister would lick the salt from them and replace the olives in the jar. She says she thought the salt was the only reason a well-balanced person would purchase olives. She told this to our mother about a year ago. Our mother responded that she’d always wondered why her olives were so bland.Embed from Getty Images