Nick and I spent one evening last weekend picking and cracking walnuts. I have to admit that I made the job more difficult than it needed to be by attempting to pick up the walnuts with a bucket in one hand and a cider in the other. Next came the cracking....who knew that cracking the walnuts could be so much work? My dad used to give me the walnuts cracked, toasted and in a freezer bag. I don't think I fully appreciated it until last weekend.
