Midnight Diner

[Drunk Monk]

S4e6 - another ghost story. Not as well done as the earlier one but it did jog a memory because of the running out of pickled plums theme. My dad had a similar experience. He had this huge jar - like a 3 gallon glass jar - filled with pickled lemons his mom made. I never met my paternal grandma. She died before I was born. I wonder how long my dad carried that jar, moving it from southern CA to PA then to Svale. It was a medicinal - he made this strange soup broth with it when he wasn't feeling well. It was strong - the broth only required a like a teaspoon of the lemons. I remember having it a few times. It was really intense. I also remember he was so sad when he finally ran out of that.