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Pickled cucumber

My dad has a weakness for pickles. Or, should I more accurately say, food preserved in jars. He has been graciously granted the top shelf of the fridge to keep all these misshapen glass jars, usually full of something bloated and discoloured suspended in liquid, and I have habitually looked past this section of the fridge for the last fifteen to twenty years. That area was a no-go zone and I had, no doubt, been influenced by my mum’s distaste at the collection. Why would I want to eat slimy pickled cucumber mackerel, onions, cornichons, gherkins and jars of murky black olives?

Then, the other day, I found myself eating them.

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It happened quite naturally. I was standing in front of the fridge, as one does on a daily basis, waiting for something edible and delicious to jump out, when my hand strayed towards an open tub of stuffed olives, packed with cubes of Manchego cheese, and before I knew it I was popping one after the other into my mouth, savouring each briny mouthful and licking the oil off my fingers.

I used to hate olives passionately. The smell alone turned my stomach. A few years ago, while interning at a food magazine in London, a food writer concocted a tomato-olive stew and the stench around the office was, to me, nauseating. Lunch was usually a portion of that day’s food experiment so that was my cue to grab my coat and escape to the safety of Borough Market.

I couldn’t tell you what happened between that moment and me now standing at the open fridge gobbling olives by the fistful. As I can rule out a head injury it is a mystery but something has clicked in my brain and I now go weak at the knees for olives. A simple pleasure of mine is to sit in the sun with a tall glass of something iced and alcoholic, and a platter of green and black olives, or even just an unglamorous shopping bag of them, which I quickly devour, sucking the flesh off the stones. No luck if you’re my drinking companion, you won’t get a look in.

pickled cucumber

Likewise, pickles divide their audience. They are sometimes so sour they pucker your mouth and burn your throat, completely masking the other flavours of the spices, herbs and sweetness added to the vinegar. Vinegar itself is divisive. The dull brown liquid served in glass bottles in cafes up and down the length of Britain never struck me as tempting. Nowadays, though, we’re embracing a vinegar revolution. Not only are we learning about all the various vinegars out there, including lesser known ones such as white balsamic and champagne vinegar, there are now homemade fruit vinegars, drinking vinegars, shrubs and natural tonics. All of these veer away from the saccharine sweetness of juice and cordial, instead emphasising the probiotic benefits of starting your day a la Victoria Beckham; with a mouthful of vinegar.

While I’d like to think I’m not just jumping on the populist bandwagon, I have awakened to the joys of pickling. Yeah, the pickled onions and pickled eggs in supermarkets don’t help the cause, but when you line up an army of jars each safeguarding slivers or sticks of colourful vegetables – carrot spears, samphire, fennel with threads of orange zest, and inky purple beetroot – it’s a proud moment, waiting for these dormant pickles to be ready for snacking.

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So, if you need to be initiated to the pickling campaign, or in my case, the top shelf of the fridge, let’s start small with pickled cucumber. As cucumber is so fresh and so juicy it lends itself perfectly to preserving. Just think, you’re making your cool cucumber that little bit funkier thanks to the tangy vinegar and those sultry spices you throw in the brine. Add whatever flavours you like; I prefer black nigella seeds, peppercorns and cloves, the black speckles looking like swimming tadpoles in the liquid. The cooled liquor is poured over a jar of sliced cucumber, the lid is tightly screwed on, and within a couple of days, or merely a few hours, the steadfast cucumber packs a powerful punch of flavour. Layer those sour pickled cucumber slices in your sandwiches, burgers, or alongside a platter of meats and cheeses as a crunchy palette cleanser.

All of a sudden the top shelf of the fridge doesn’t seem so daunting.

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Pickled cucumber

A crunchy addition to the top shelf of the fridge, and now I can proudly say I am a pickle convert!
My choice of spices is simply down to what I like and what I had in the cupboard, so feel free to add citrus zest, multi-coloured peppercorns, fennel seeds, anything you want to your pickled cucumber
Prep Time1 hr
Pickling time3 hrs
Course: Side Dish, Snack
Keyword: cucumber, pickles
Author: Adapted from Great British Chef’s recipe

Ingredients

  • 1 cucumber
  • 1 tsp fine salt
  • 200 ml white wine vinegar
  • 200 ml water
  • 50 g sugar
  • 1 tsp nigella seeds
  • 1 tsp peppercorns
  • 5 cloves

Instructions

  • Roughly peel the cucumber, leaving alternate strips of dark green skin. Slice it to the thickness of about 2mm.
  • Throw the pieces in a bowl and sprinkle with the salt. Leave for 30 minutes until most of the juice has been extracted.
  • Meanwhile, make the brine. Put all the remaining ingredients, plus extra spices and herbs if you wish, in a saucepan and bring to the boil. Take it off the heat and leave it to cool completely.
  • Sterilise a glass jar by washing it and the lid in hot soapy water. Put it in a saucepan, cover with cold water and bring to the boil. Leave it to boil away for 10 minutes then drain the jar and lid on a clean tea towel to air dry.
  • Once the jar is cool, drain your cucumber slices. Fill the jar with the cucumber and top up with the cold pickling liquor. Cover with the lid and leave in the fridge for at least 3 hours until serving.

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5 responses to “Pickled cucumber”

  1. Claire Avatar
    Claire

    How long will this last in the jar please

    1. Nigella Eats Everything Avatar

      Pickles will last forever – they could probably survive during a nuclear holocaust to be honest – as long as your jar is clean and sterilised in boiling water (if not, mould will grow). A jar of these pickles can live in your fridge for months.

  2. BERNADETTE Avatar

    Pickles in the fridge are a must. Your writing and recipe are wonderful. When I make quick pickles I use Japanese vinegar for a softer flavor.

    1. Nigella Eats Everything Avatar

      Thank you! Ooh yes Japanese vinegar is a great idea, with maybe some star anise too!

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