A couple of weeks before Christmas, the Old Man asked me to buy a bag of mixed nuts. I was only happy to oblige. Then I went on a massive search mission to find our [probably at least sixty year old] nut bowl and nut crackers. I found the bowl but had to buy a new set of nutcracker and picks. We both had some laughs reminiscing about the old school nut bowl. Gram would get it out from the cabinet at Thanksgiving and would keep it out until the last nut was cracked.
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