I’m beginning to think I should abandon my passion for pistachios. I have aching fingertips, and a bruised thumb. Why? you ask. Have you ever tried shelling a packet of pistachios? They’re lively little so-and-so’s. They skid, slip, fly, ricochet – and defiantly remain snugly inside their impregnable nutshells. Armed with my new nutcrackers, a Christmas gift which actually materialised from my 2015 Xmas Wish List, I inserted a nut into the device’s jaws. No go. The nut was too small to grip. I tried another, bigger nut. Whee! It was airborne. Several nuts hid under the fridge. Of course they did – it’s a place you can’t reach. In the end I resorted to bashing the little beasts with the device, forget about the scientific open jaws and crack method. Hence the bruised thumb. Whoever coined the term “a hard nut to crack” must also have done battle with a packet of pistachios, and found it equally frustrating.
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