Thursday, October 31, 2019

Black Walnuts

Interesting Cars:

For today: We have several black walnut trees. The squirrels have a ball about this time of year. The black walnut is a delicious nut but it must have been the black walnut that caused the phrase, “A hard nut to crack” when used to describe some people.

Walnuts are protected by a semi hard green shell about ½ inch thick. When they fall from the tree the shell slowly softens and turns black. Cleaning the nuts with your bare hands can stain them GOOD!

I remember talking to a farmer who said he had the solution to shelling the walnut. On a real dry day when the ruts in his road were hard he would dump the walnuts in the rut and run over them several times with his truck or tractor. Then using a garden rake separate the hard nuts from broken covers. Why nature felt the toughest nut I know needed that much protection, I have no idea.

Then the fun part cracking and picking them. Just a few minutes ago I cracked 6 nuts that I had ran over on our paved road to deshell them. I used the vise and a small screw driver. It just wasn’t as much fun as it was when the whole family did the deed. Someone would crack them on the hearth with a hammer and we would talk and joke as we picked those rascals (I think the bobby-pin was the best picker). About the same fun as when the family picked black berries. 
The above is a palm full of Black Walnuts from 6 nuts, my new workbench top is from scrap royal blue Formica. LOL

My favorite sweet treat in Valdese, NC was a Chocolate Nut Sunday at the ‘Rat Hole’.. It was made with black walnuts in syrup, vanilla ice cream with chocolate poured over it. It was served in a 16 oz waxed Dixie cup, not a dish. MMMMM good.
We moved and on occasion I made the mistake of ordering a walnut Sunday. The nuts down here were always English Walnuts. I like the English walnut, but not as well as the Black.
The English Walnut

If I can’t find a better way to crack and pick the black walnuts, I won’t try it again. I cannot imagine picking enough black walnuts to make a walnut pie or cake. LOL  Any ideas?
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PS: I am sure the squirrels had just as soon not share. Happy Halloween


Wednesday, October 30, 2019

Moving or staying? America's hometown

Early interesting Cars:
  The Future is Mercedes, they say!
For today:
There are advantages to moving and advantages of remaining in one area during your lifetime. Sherry’s sister Colette married Sonny (who later became my closest friend). Sonny never lived more than 5 blocks from where he was born. He was born at a mill village in Paw Creek NC. His parents worked in the mill, and when he was old enough he worked in the mill. He remained at the mill village until the Mill was closed and sold. He then bought one of the mill houses and lived there until he passed away. In our life time we have had over 25 addresses.
I was always amazed that Sonny planted four or five oak trees around that house. When he planted them they were 1” little poles. When he passed away they were giant oaks I could not reach around. Sonny was a homeboy. Not many people live to grow their on shade.
He and Colette visited us only once in all the places we lived. They came to Washington DC and enjoyed the tourist time there, but were anxious to get home.

 Belmont HS Graduating class or 1956

Same class, 2016 Most still within 20 miles of their birth.

This all came up because of what I have said for years. Sherry and I have gone into a McDonalds and grocery stores in every state and many counties in this USA. We can go in and leave in a normal length of time. BUT in Belmont, NC, huh uh! Just yesterday a stranger walked over to Sherry and asked if she knew Betty D, you look just like her.
From that they learned as all hometowner’s do, they know the same IMPORTANT people, beauticians, etc. As they talked, a man came over and asked jokingly if she was bothering us. “Yes, I know I am,” she said, “I need to let y’all alone.” Then continued to talk 10 more minutes.  LOL
We stopped by their table and learned that we both knew of the man’s family, he was the grandson of one of the towns police chiefs,  Chief Hoover. I jokingly said I knew your Grandpa President Hoover. Without skipping a beat he said, “You should have known my uncle Vacuum Hoover!”
That is hometown people, tight group! Are you one?

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Tuesday, October 29, 2019

Just stuff & reading

Nice car:
Future Infinity featuring wireless electric charging.

Now today:
Tuesday was a good day. WE made Dr. APPTs and I hired a young man to drop a dead oak tree in the corner of our lot. It was leaning toward my neighbors storage shed and RV. He had a narrow lane to drop it in. He was insured and sent me the  ins info. I filmed the drop but I did not do a great job of it.
The young man knew what he was doing. He pointed out to me where he ‘declared’ the tree would reach to. It appeared to me it would go further. I knew how to get the height of a tree if you can actually measure its shadow. Using a ruler measure its shadow in relation to the ruler, using the ration, measure the tree shadow and you will have it. BUT this one had no definite shadow.
I checked a couple ways. Even built a gauge and checked the height. I did it two ways. The kid was right the tree was 63 ft. tall. It did fall where he said. LOL .The price was very reasonable. After I paid the freight and gave the three men a tip. I noticed the guy named D.D. asked, “Do you know Mr. John Moore, Sticky?”
I said I sure do, love the dude, he was my first book.
 “I knowed it, I thought you might be the writer. Sticky can’t brag on you enough.”  We enjoyed a good talk although they had another job to get to. Of course I gave them a book.  LOL
I have stayed up late for the last few nights reading. I have discovered some 99 cent e-book Westerns, featuring ‘Shorty Thompson, U.S. Marshal’. It takes two days to read one. His books are just a little different. He has many female heroes. And like Lamoure, the good guys win.  I like that.  LOL

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