Many years ago Mom-Mom used to pickle watermelon rinds. To some that may sound strange. As strange as crackers and gravy at Thanksgiving. But it's something we grew up with.
When I was pregnant with Spenser, I pickled some watermelon rinds, and my mom's sisters went crazy. No one had had them in years, as Mom-Mom got older, and it was a special treat for Thanksgiving that year. (We are actually having Mom-Mom's "birthday" party this weekend. Maybe I'll have to take a jar.)
I hadn't really thought much about them until recently, when a friend on Facebook mentioned she was pickling them. Dang! That was all the motivation I needed. Yesterday was "pickling watermelon rinds day." Sadly, all the work only made five pints, but I have another melon that needs eating, so maybe I'll make another batch.