I'm a total sucker for olives IQ, green or black. I'd be quite delighted if they did green olives sliced that could be added either instead or along with black olives, would mean I could have both, and thus end up with twice the quantity of olives I'd otherwise be able to worm out of the serving girl on the till. Usually I manage to persuade them to throw in quite a few extra handfuls.
And if I've gone to a shop and picked up one jar, chances are I've left with about ten more of each green and black whole pitted pickled olives. LUUUURVE scarfing pickled olives down by the whole bag full of jars until I've almost got black and green rings dropping out of my nose and am likely to be found with my tongue hanging out, a tourniquet on my arm, and a syringe in it, carved out of large sections of olive pieces just below, still in there, part snoring and part slowly drooling over the floor and muttering things about sub sandwiches in a muffled groan-snore in my olive-coma.
I'm terrible for it, once I start at the olives, I don't stop until they are all gone.
And not that I drink much, but when I've had a fair few mugs of dark rum, I swear, there is NO greater snack in the world, than a big bowl of mixed black and green pickled olives, drained of the liquid stuff, theres something about all that saltiness that is refreshing and moreish as fuck.
