We were at my daughter's on Sunday to celebrate Colin's birthday and he roasted chestnuts for us. One of their fun things to do in fall is to go gather them. The girls run around the grove like squirrels scavenging and filling a large tote bag with the nuts. I can't remember ever really eating a whole hot one. I've taken "no thank you bites"* before but there was something really intriguing about them Sunday.
I do think I'm getting a handle on the stray projects laying around. Finished three pillow cases for the kids today, this is done, the table top is cleaned off except for this. Whew!
*"no thank you bites"
We always told the kids at school they had to take at least one bite before they said "no thank you." You can't say you don't like it till you try it, right? ( Except for me and the texture thing.) Last year one little girl offered that she took 11 no thank you bites of something - just to make sure, she said - and what do you know? She decided she liked what she was tasting! She made me laugh and I'm still telling that story.