Monday, September 28, 2015
Walnut Memories...
Did anyone else crack open black walnuts as a kid? It was quite the ritual at our farm in Iowa. The black walnut tree grew over a driveway which cars, trucks, tractors, and wagons drove over every day. This way, the sticky black husk was worn off and pretty soon, the HARD AS A ROCK black walnut shell was exposed. When dried out, we would collect them in 5 gallon buckets. I remember many a rainy day sitting in the garage cracking them open with hammers with my dad :) Well, these are English Walnuts from the Thorson's farm at Greenbluff and I absolutely LOVE them! Easy to crack open with the heels of your hands.
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Yep, black walnut tree in our back yard growing up. The walnuts were always a treat!
ReplyDeleteWalnut memories for me too - but at Christmas time sitting at the table, playing games, and using this old silver nut cracker to open them. It is probably still in my mom's kitchen drawer. Cracking nuts in order to eat them builds patience and strong character!
ReplyDeleteSo true! We should get together and crack some, eh, girls? :)
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