Actually this post is nothing to do with Ballet or cracking nuts, well maybe a little.
nutcrackerLooking at this beautiful image, I realise I don’t know the story, so will rectify that shortly.
There are some serious gaps in my literature knowledge.
The only ballet I attended was La Fille Mal Gardee when I was at grammar school, and that was because our music teacher loved the Clog Dance and arranged a field trip for those of us taking music O level (not connected at all to the syllabus).
clog-danceAt Christmas, Mum would always buy a box of sugared almonds and a bag of mixed nuts.
Her favourite was brazils, Dad’s walnuts, and mine hazelnuts. I can’t remember what my sister’s preference was, probably brazils the same as Mum.
We had the traditional nutcrackers, and to be honest, I went for hazelnuts as they were the only ones I could crack!
Now the dog of the time was a first cross collie terrier. You could leave toffees or sweets in a dish on the coffee table, but nuts? Nah. He’d pinch all the walnuts and stash them in his bed or behind the settee. We’d be finding shells for ages, but never any broken teeth!


As I got older, nuts were more expensive to buy, and I seemed to mangle mine rather than crack them, so I didn’t bother. Besides, I’d found the perfect solution without the hassle and could have any nut I fancied soaked in caramel, chocolate, bound in a fudgy praline or in a one pound flat pack with or without fruit.
I still liked the sugared almonds, but even they have changed over the years and now the old teeth are few to crunch with that original enjoyment, and somehow sucking the coating off isn’t the same.

However, Hubby isn’t a nutcase (well, maybe he is for marrying me), but like me enjoys the occasional bag of chocolate brazils. Sadly we haven’t had any at all since June.
But there are other nuts to savour and enjoy.
You can have them nobbed, hobbled, cream sandwiched and chocolate coated.


I wonder if they still do the bitesize ones that were just right for my little fingers as a child?


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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5 Responses to Nutcracker

  1. scifihammy says:

    I had the same experience as you with mixed nuts at Christmas time, and could only crack the hazelnuts myself. Those almond nuts No-one could crack – we ended up using a hammer! 🙂

  2. jdawgswords says:

    I love nuts!! My 1st experience with nuts were in the “church baskets”

  3. jdawgswords says:

    I hate phones! Anyway, nowadays they are expensive and I don’t get food donated by churches….when I do buy nuts…i get the shelled version…i love walnuts, pecans(i buy shell on), and cashewa…

    Of course I’m partial to free food and appreciate most of that stuff

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