Which I didn't eat for a long time. Just didn't think to, let alone want to. My "gateway nut," you could say, was the pistachio, because when I was dating Alicia and visiting her at her mom Hope's place, Hope would have a bowl of 'em. It was a treat. A treat I could recreate later with other nuts. Cheaper nuts, too, because pistachios aren't cheap!
But you didn't subscribe (HA) to this blog to read about nuts. You're out eating your own nuts, or avoidng nuts because of allergies, allergies I'm glad I don't have. You want drama! You want big stories! Or do you? As I once joked to
That entry a few days ago notwithstanding, I don't want things to fall out of the sky. Except shooting stars, because they're pretty and evocative. Or maybe nuts, because they're tasty. *opens his mouth, awaiting falling nuts*
...huh. Guess I did just write about nuts.