Icebox Pickled Shrimp

And a thick side of heat and humidity

It’s hot y’all. Yes, that was written/said with my Northern Virginia twang that very rarely makes an appearance - typically when I’ve had one too many cocktails or because it’s above 90 degrees and the air is soupy, swampy for multiple days straight. It’s times like these when all I can bear eating are icebox-cold items (cucumber salads, watermelon, c…