Are you desperate for pickles? Does the sweet, salty taste of dill brined cucumbers fill you with a forbidden snacky longing? We’ve all been there, surely, but you and I both know that good pickles can be hard to find in this day and age. And by good, I of course mean bad. Vile, dive bar grade pickles, the sort that might be grudgingly sliced over a greasy pub burger. In an era of health food and holistics, they are a rare beast.
That’s where Pickle Beacon comes in.
Not only do we hand-brine our pickles. Not only do we carefully select only the finest cukesfor the process. Not only are each of our pickles brine-aged for at least seventeen weeks before we even think of seling them. Oh, no. We here at Pickle Beacon go further. Some fools might say too far.
Atop our factory outlet, we have an enormous lighthouse tower with a gigantic green pickle instead of a traditional light, and when a new batch of pickles are ready, we set it alight, notifying all that their pickle salvation is at hand. It may blind local residents. It may menace commercial aviation. But you will never be uncertain about when and where you can get pickles.
Pickle Beacon. Let us be your pickle light shining in pickle darkness.