When life gives you dozens of cucumbers, make pickles!
     I swore back and forth, since I was a child, that I would never, ever, ever preserve or "can" food.  I spent every summer of my childhood watching Mama sweating over a hot stove filled with steam and canning jars.  Mama and Daddy went to the Farmer's Market in Mobile every summer and bought bushels of fruit.  As if that wasn't enough, they'd go to my uncle's house and pick figs and pears off his trees.  Then the canning would commence...
     We didn't have air conditioning back then and we lived in the Deep South.  I have no idea how Mama survived all that canning process. I remember waking up during the night hearing the can tops "popping."  You wanted them to pop!  If they didn't, they had to be emptied, the contents reheated, and the process started all over.
     But hey, we had so many cucumbers in our new garden.  HUGE cucumbers at that!  I decided to put my childhood "canning fears" to rest and make pickles.  It wasn't so bad!
MissCookBook link to Making Pickles!