Sweet pickle relish

My children successfully guilted me into throwing away a jar of sweet pickle relish. Actually four jars. Actually four unopened jars that we have not needed, have not used, primarily because the main use for sweet pickle relish in my house has been tuna salad sandwiches. I don't particularly like tuna salad sandwiches but they are a cheap food that can be made almost instantly from shelf-stable ingredients (plus mayo and bread--staples we would have anyway). And with enough mustard and relish they're pretty good, in small doses.

My husband passed away 8 years ago, which upended our eating habits and our food storage needs. Back then I often made tuna noodle casserole. I stopped buying tuna. When, a couple years ago, we finally ran out of tuna, even in our food storage, I bought canned salmon instead.

Now I've come up for air, after years of emotional processing, and I'm going through the remaining food storage. Hence the four jars of sweet relish. My health has changed; I'm not eating unnecessary sugar. (Ignore the brownies I made last night; those are necessary.) I was going to take them to a gathering of friends; I was going to ask if anyone wanted them. But my daughter asked me how old the jars were, and my son declared to his friends that the sell-by date was a decade ago.

They're pickles! What could go wrong?