Ginuary 4th: Gin & Tonic Fridge Pickles.

All day in a beautiful location in Tasmania… with no ice. What was I going to do? I couldn’t just wait until I got home to do my daily gin, I needed to get The Shot. It was time… to crack open the fridge pickles.

Gin & Tonic Fridge Pickles

  • a handful of small cucumbers
  • 1 Tbsp juniper berries, lightly crushed
  • 3/4 cup gin (I used Gordons)
  • 30ml tonic syrup (I used Blood Moon Tonic)
  • juice of one lime
  • 2 Tbsp lime cordial
  • soda water

Wash and trim the stem tips from the cukes. Slice in half lengthwise and half again. Trim to the length of your jar (hopefully you have perfectly sized cucumbers you don’t need to do this with, or maybe I’m just super lucky)—you want the cukes to be completely submerged in liquid once you’re finished.

Mix the gin, tonic, lime juice and cordial with a splashing of soda.

Fit the pickle spears into your clean glass jar. Fill the jar but don’t cram the pickles in too tightly!

Add the crushed berries, then the liquid mixture. Top off with soda water to fill the jar and make sure the spears are completely submerged. Cap the jar tightly, give it a li’l shake, then refrigerate!

N.B. Let the pickles do their thing for at least a couple of days before eating. They will keep for at least a month in the fridge.

gin and tonic fridge pickles @ maria island national park

Pickles on location!

These pickles were the first proper Ginuary prep I did, almost a month ago! I just happened to see the perfect pile of baby cukes at Woolworths and I couldn’t resist snatching them up—the rest was too easy.

I’m not a huge fan of pickles, I’ll admit it right now. When I was in New York a couple of years ago, a couple of times we got burgers and they came with a big chunky pickle like these and I tried it for the sake of it but I wasn’t too stoked. I was one of those kids that always pulled their pickles off their Maccas burger (and once got caught flinging one at a window at Maccas, and was rightly told off). I’ve grown more fond of them in my adult years but not to the point where I’ll actively seek them out.

So I had my doubts about these. I wasn’t even planning on eating them this soon, I was going to save them for a lazy day! But I forgot about my sister and my voyage to Maria Island National Park, leaving at the crack of dawn and trekking over the beautiful island all day. I knew I wanted to take my Ginuary treat with me, but I’d left it too late to prepare anything else easily packable… and the pickles were right there in the fridge… so I threw them in my bag.

I cracked them out at lunch time, to go with the chicken and mayo sandwiches my sister had prepared for us (“NO WONDER YOUR BAG WAS SO FLIPPING HEAVY,” she proclaimed, staring at my full jar of pickles). I remained hesitant… right up until I slapped a pickle on top of my sandwich half and bit into the combo.

UM, YUM.

HOW WILL I EVER BE ABLE TO EAT A CHICKEN AND MAYO SANDWICH WITHOUT A G&T PICKLE TO GO WITH IT? BECAUSE I DON’T EVER WANT TO, EVER AGAIN.