And how long does it take to separate shells from walnut meat? Seems like a cozy project, sitting in front of the fire.......watching snow fall. Or find some six year old and pay them to do it!
Visual textures and sound textures--the sight of the walnut shells, the sound of them breaking. A fun film for a sensory experience.I keep thinking lately about things I grew in gardens when I was a kid--mustard greens, black-eyed peas--quick things that unlike, say, corn or tomatoes, are not so prone to being upended by a string of poor weather.Walnuts are a bit different, of course. When I was a kid, they said one planted walnuts in order to make one's grand-children rich. some dozens of years later, that expression seems more true in more ways than it did then.
That's a lot of walnuts. How big is the cake going to be? I'll have a cup of tea with my slice, please.Oh, and hello. Beautiful to see you posting again.
You guys are really really patient.I love the homebrew nutcracker!
You took me back to my childhood, only here in Arizona it's pecans. Every year in pecan season my grandparents would drive out and buy big bags of them from someone who bought property that had once been an orchard of pecan trees. Then they'd listen to baseball or basketball games on the radio while sitting on the porch working on the nuts. Grandpa cracked them (I still have his nutcracker, which is a lot like Jay's only mounted horizontally). Grandma and I picked the meat from the shells. They nutmeats got packed into jars and stored in the freezer. And, of course, made into pecan pies.None of this ever felt like work. We were outside on a beautiful day. Neighbors walked by, stopped to chat. It was always fun.Great to see video from you again, Ryanne.
Grandpa Dedman! Jay's my new Pee-paw.
How many trees do you need to get that many nuts? More than one surely?
this was from one treepretty amazing huh?
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