I have always loved nuts. P-nuts were my first nut because Daddy loved them. He raised Peanuts on a farm in North Georgia. (Parched p-nuts, mmmm)
1940’s Sear and Roebuck had a nut counter where they sold fresh nuts. The Cashews smelled above all the nuts, and I learned to like them. They were expensive but daddy would come up with 35 cents for a small bag for Shirl and I.
In Albemarle, NC we had a pecan tree in the yard, wow that was convenient having our own pecans. It is hard to beat a pecan pie.
This getting old is for the birds, I had a great nut story and by the time I finished laying the foundation for it, I have forgotten it. … I have another not as good but …
Sherry, the boys and I left GITMO and were assigned to the Naval Base at Albany, GA. Now since you ain’t from there, I know you read the name wrong. In your mind you said Albany (like in New York), but it ain’t so. It is All-benny, Georgia.
(I shoulda waited until they looked like the ones on the right)
Anyway we had a Big Pecan tree in the back yard of our house. I was thrilled. It was getting time for pecans. My job on the base was teaching Naval Intelligence (YOU AIN’T SUPPOSED TO LAUGH). I am always told that NAVAL AND INTELLIGENCE are two contradictory terms. That aside, I taught in my dress whites, I was a sharp looking teacher.
About the time the pecans started falling, getting ready to eat I started gathering them, me and the squirrels. I started removing the husks. Lemme tell you pecan stains are PERMANENT. Afore I realized it my hands were BLACK.
I washed them, closed my nose and soaked in Clorox, NADA. For a few days I heard a lot of snickers and laughs. I looked really good in starched pressed whites, white arms and Black hands. I Never did it again.
Need a good dye, try Pecan hulls. I should have read about the Indians.
PS: For years I was told the Almond was THE nut for health (nuts), Now the lowly P-nut has been raised as GOOD for you)
Top 10 Car and Driver picks for 1996, US got 3 in this group. I loved the Dodge Caravan.