Nice Pickles

Robbie was at home in Adelaide, face-timing his wife Lucy in New York, when he dreamed up Nice Pickles. She was in a grocer eating pickled celery, pineapple and strawberries. This was it. He was going to make nice pickles. So he quit his job and made them, and people ate them. Now they're available in more places than he ever imagined they would be. Life's too short for boring pickles.