pickle

UK /ˈpɪkəl/ US /ˈpɪkəl/
noun 7verb 6name 1

Definitions

noun

1

A cucumber preserved in a solution, usually a brine or a vinegar syrup.

A pickle goes well with a hamburger.

2

Any vegetable preserved in vinegar and consumed as relish.

3

A sweet, vinegary pickled chutney popular in Britain.

4

The brine used for preserving food.

This tub is filled with the pickle that we will put the small cucumbers into.

5

A difficult situation; peril.

The climber found himself in a pickle when one of the rocks broke off.

I beg you, Miss Jones, to realize the pickle you're in.

verb

1

To preserve food (or sometimes other things) in a salt, sugar or vinegar solution.

We pickled the remainder of the crop.

These cucumbers pickle very well.

2

To remove high-temperature scale and oxidation from metal with heated (often sulphuric) industrial acid.

The crew will pickle the fittings in the morning.

3

To serialize.

You can now restore the pickled data. If you like, close your Python interpreter and open a new instance, to convince yourself […]

To illustrate how this would work in practice, consider a field designed to store and retrieve a pickled copy of any arbitrary Python object.

4

To pour brine over a person after flogging them, as a method of punishment.

On Wednesday 26 May, […] I had [an enslaved man] flogged and pickled and then made Hector shit in his mouth. […] In July, […] Gave [another enslaved man] a moderate whipping, pickled him well, made Hector shit in his mouth, […]

Naval seamen could also be keel-hauled, ducked, pickled, and flogged around the fleet. [elsewhere, page 93, the book explains:] A pickled man had his flogged back washed with vinegar.

noun

1

A kernel; a grain (of salt, sugar, etc.)

2

A small or indefinite quantity or amount (of something); a little, a bit, a few. Usually in partitive construction, frequently without "of"; a single grain or kernel of wheat, barley, oats, sand or dust.

[…] ill things are like guid—they baith come bit by bit, a pickle at a time […]

I mind him well, and the burn we fished and the pickle things we took out, and your mother that played with us in her cutty sark, and not a shoe between us nor a bodle of money; but the green hills round us, and all we knew of the world that it lay beyond them.

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