In a pickle...

I passed a man on the way to lunch carrying what looked to be a bowl filled with pickles. Now I love pickles just as much as the next guy - perhaps a bit more, in fact - but I can't see myself getting a bowlful of them just to snack on. And these weren't the little round ones you get on your McDonalds hamburger, either. These were the large, freshly-cut pickles - a quarter wedge of a full-size pickle. I think he had about eight of them in his bowl - that's two whole pickles!

Ok... I'm going to stop writing about pickles now, the word is starting to sound weird in my head.