The first bite of the pickle was always the best. It was cool, crispy, and had a nice crunch. The texture of the seeds and the meat being mashed together was exquisite.
He smiled as he chewed. Brunch at the Jewish place always included pickles. That cool crunch of the initial bite was almost a flavor unto itself and he relished it as much as the salty crunching that followed.
Continuing to chew, he reflected that the Oreo Effect had a slower onset with pickles, which was good. The diminishing returns of the Oreo Effect ruined a lot of binges.