Aunt Bee is portrayed so ridiculously. She's lost her sense of taste, observation, and cooking skills. She couldn't see the pained look on eaters of her pickles? Clara lugs around her heavy pickle award scrapbook all over town? First the guys eat up 128 store bought pickles? Now they have to eat 256 dreadful AB's homemade pickles? Even kid Opie has to stuff himself? Sure, there's some funny moments. But, the pickle theme is unbearable after awhile.