Works-for-Me Wednesday: The Nutcracker Post


This industrial strength nutcracker is available from Amazon. The review at Amazon says that this one doesn’t work so well.

My high school US history teacher invented a pecan cracker. As I remember it was a block of wood with a metal plate and different sized indentations in the surface to hold different sizes of nuts. Then, you had a hammer-like instrument with which you hit the pecan. It was supposed to shatter the shell and leave the nut whole, but it didn’t work for me. I think I hit my finger with the hammer-thing. I can’t find a picture of Mr. Barth’s nutcracker anywhere on the internet, so I’m guessing it didn’t go over too well with the general pecan-shelling public.

About the time my history teacher was using class time to show us his invention, the newest thing in nutcrackers was the “inertia nutcracker.” You sort of shoot the nut in an enclosed area (very unsportsmanlike), and the shell explodes off leaving the nutmeat –in theory.


The last picture shows the kind of nutcracker we used when I was a kid —minus the red rubber grips. I didn’t like it very much either. A brick or a rock and the sidewalk were more convenient and just as effective.

Nowadays I shell my own pecans, but I buy them cracked. The pecan grower or wholesaler has this big machine into which they dump the pecans, and the machine cracks the shells. All I have to do at home is to pull the shell off and enjoy the fruit inside. I could label my pecans: No household nutcrackers were used in the preparation of these tasty pecan treats —only fingers. I use nutcrackers for decoration.

P.S. I like Tschaikovsky’s Nutcracker music, but it’s way overdone this time of year. And I think the story of the ballet is scary, nightmare-inducing.

For more Works-for-me Wednesday links, visit Shannon at Rocks in my Dryer. (I wonder if she’s ever found any pecans in her dryer? I certainly have in mine.)

Buttered Pecan Ice Cream

Having in my life been bitten by the jaws of both victory and defeat, I must rush to add that success is to failure as butter pecan ice cream is to death.
Rupert Holmes, English composer, b. February 24, 1947

What is your favorite flavor of ice cream? Mine is plain old vanilla–with pecans and chocolate chips sprinkled on top.

What is your favorite brand of ice cream? Blue Bell Creameries will celebrate their 100th anniversary in 2007. Buttered Pecan and Pecan Pralines ‘n Cream flavors are sold year round. Caramel Turtle Fudge and Fudge Brownie Nut are available only at certain times of year. Right now, they’re also selling Mississippi Mud Cake and Southern Pecan Pie ice creams at my Kroger store. Eat your heart out, those of you who can’t get Blue Bell. (You can get four half-gallons of your favorite flavors shipped anywhere in the continental US via FedEx for only $89.00.)

I do like buttered pecan ice cream, and I plan to try the Mississippi Mud Cake flavor which happens to be Blue Bell’s November flavor of the month.

If you have anything to write concerning pecans —a story, a joke, a poem, a recipe, a memory, or a quotation— please post it on your blog and leave a link here at Semicolon. We’re celebrating November as the Month of the Pecan —because April just doesn’t make sense, and it’s too long to wait.

World Geography Week 12: India


Music:
Felix Mendelssohn—Midsummer Night’s Dream Overture

Mission Study:
1. Window on the World: India
2. WotW: Sri Lanka
3. Bold Bearers of His Name: Pandita Rambai
4. WotW: Bhutan
5. WotW: Gonds

Poems:
My Poetry Book: When It’s Time to Play

Science:
Electricity

Nonfiction Read Alouds:
Friends of India–Hill This one is a missions books that we have on hand.

Fiction Read Alouds:
A Little Princess–Burnett I love this classic story of Sara Crewe and her attic room and her courage and perseverance.
Daughter of the Mountains–Rankin

Picture Books:
Take a Trip to India—Lye
If You Were Born In India
Take a Trip to Nepal—Lye
Mama’s Saris–Makhijani Available in 2007. I read about this picture book here at Fuse 8, and I wish we had a copy to go along with our India study. Bee Girl would enjoy it as much as she enjoys her shawl from France that she drapes about her in various artistic and fashionable ways.

Elementary Readers:
Remarkable Story of Prince Jen—Alexander
Anni’s India Diary—Axworthy
What Then, Raman?–Arora
The Road to Agra–Sommerfelt
To the Top! Climbing the World’s Highest Mountain—Kramer

Movies:
Choose Your Own Adventure: The Abominable Snowman
Lagaan

As always, I’ll be happy to take suggestions.

Division of Nuts

On the outskirts of town, there was a big old pecan tree by the cemetery fence. One evening two boys filled up a bucket with pecans and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts.
“One for you, and one for me. One for you, one for me,” said one boy.

Several were dropped and rolled down toward the fence.

Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate.

Sure enough, he heard, “One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me.”

He just knew what it was. “Oh my,” he shuddered, “It’s Satan and the Lord dividing the souls at the cemetery.”

He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along.

“Come here quick,” said the boy, “You won’t believe what I just heard. Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up souls.”

The man said. “Beat it, kid, can’t you see it’s hard for me to walk?”

When the boy insisted, the man hobbled to the cemetery. Standing by the fence they heard, “”One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me.

The old man whispered, “Boy, you, you’ve been tellin’ the truth! Let’s see the devil himself.”

Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of Satan.

At last they heard, “One for you, one for me. And one last one for you. That’s all. Now let’s go get those nuts by the fence, and we’ll be done.”

They say the old guy made it back to town 5 minutes before the boy.

I’m still calling for pecan-related posts from other bloggers because here at Semicolon where November is Pecan Month. Stay with me through the month and you’ll learn how to pronounce the name of this delicious nut, where it originated, which figures from history have been fans of the pecan, how nutritious the pecan is, and much, much more than you ever wanted or needed to know about the pecan. I’m imitating Melville who had a chapter each in his epic, Moby Dick, about the head of the whale, the tail of the whale, ambergris, the skeleton of the whale, blubber, the whale’s dimensions, the whale’s spout, various substances found inside the whale, eating whale meat, and the whiteness of the whale. That’s not to mention all the chapters concerning whaling and whale ships and weapons used to kill a whale and laws related to the capture of whales.

If I have chosen a smaller, more delectable subject in the pecan, I believe I have not chosen a creation of God less worthy of study. Pecans are certainly more accessible here in Texas than whales. And they taste better in pies. And after five hundred plus pages of whaling, I’m ready for something different. So, bring on the pecans.

Pecan Pie

Did you know that there’s singing group called Golden Smog? And furthermore one of their recorded hits(?) was called Pecan Pie? The lyrics start out thus:

as I walk along and stumble
trains rumble in my head
as I breeze along and grumble
think about you instead

and a piece of pecan pie
and you that’s all I want
just a piece of pecan pie
and all I want is you

sometimes I get so hungry
think about pie all day
just a little whipped cream
honey, I’m on my way

with a piece of pecan pie
and you that’s all I want
just a piece of pecan pie
and all I want is you

It gets worse. Or as my mama would say, “Same song, second verse. Could be better but it’s gonna be worse.” If you’re a Golden Smog fan, you have my condolences, er, apology.

So, I’ll end this poor excuse for a pecan post with a picture and a plea for more pecan-related links. If you have posted anything —a story, a joke, a recipe, a poem, a quotation, a picture, even bad song lyrics— leave a link in Mr. Linky. If you’re a pecan fan, visit some of the links to find kindred spirits and more pecan songs.

It’s Too Late Now: Autobiography of A.A. Milne

“Childhood is not the happiest time of one’s life, but only to a child is pure happiness possible. Afterwards it is tainted with the knowledge that it will not last, and the fear that one will have to pay for it.”

“We did no English at Westminster. In my seven years there I never wrote so much as one essay. . .No compulsory prose was extracted from us at school, but an annual excursion into verse was demanded.”
And we homeschoolers are so worried that we might leave out some essential subject, such as algebra or essay writing. Mr. Milne seems to have learned to write well enough.

“Osmond (a bicycle racer) was my only hero. . . Osmond —a beautiful name. I think that as A.A. Osmond I should have written much more dashingly.”
Did you ever think that with a different name you might be somehow poised for greatness? I’ve never heard of any serious scholar or writer named Sherry. I like my name, but it’s such a frivolous-sounding one.

On waiting as a writer for inspiration: “For myself I have now no faith in miraculous conception. I have given it every chance. I have spent many mornings at Lord’s hoping that inspiration would come, many days on golf courses; I have even gone to sleep in the afternoon, in case inspiration cared to take me completely by surprise. In vain. The only way I can get an ‘idea’ is to sit at my desk and dredge for it.”
NaNoWriMo participants take note. Would-be writers in general take note.

“I like writing, by which I mean I like putting down certain words in a certain order.”
Three sentences later: “I hate writing, by which I mean I hate the business of putting down words with a pen. Unless I can get some sort of ‘kick’ out of them, I can hardly bring myself to the drudgery of inking them in.”
Ah, yes, ye olde love/hate relationship. Milne’s a good writer. I’m glad the love won out.

Milne’s autobiography is not available on Amazon. I had Eldest Daughter borrow it for me from the Baylor Library because I couldn’t find it anywhere in Houston. Not can’t-live-without-it literature, but it was worth the the effort and the miles.

And now you know what I’ve been reading, in addition to Moby Dick, or All You Ever Wanted To Know About Whales and Whaling, Good and Evil, Revenge, Justice, and Mercy in Only Six Hundred and Eight Pages (with illustrations).

Coming soon: My Struggle to Find and Conquer the Great White Whale.

Cornbread Salad

Here’s a recipe for using up leftover cornbread. I like sweet cornbread,usually using a cornmuffin mix like Jiffy, but you may like yours without sugar.

1 (1 1/2 qt.) pan cooked corn bread
2 C. mayonnaise or salad dressing
2 celery stalks, chopped
1 large green pepper, chopped
1 jar chopped pimientos
3/4 C. chopped green onions
3/4 C. chopped pecans
2 large tomatoes, diced

Crumble cornbread into bowl. Add remaining ingredients and stir. Place in refrigerator to chill. (About 2 1/2 hours is best.) Yields 8 to 10 servings.

By the way, Melissa says pecans are a critical ingredient in chocolate cake.

Melissa’s Mom’s Rocky Road Sheet cake recipe

Remember: if you have posted something pecan-related on your blog, be sure and leave a link. I’ll enter you in my drawing at the end of the month, and the winner will get a pound of fresh shelled pecans and maybe an extra bonus gift.

Friday’s Center of the Blogosphere

“Christian fiction writers, don’t apologize for illuminating beauty and goodness instead of ugliness and depravity. You can write honestly about the horrors of life without as BJ writes, ‘sickening [their] readers or beating them over the head with gratuitous brutality and viciousness and gore-galore. It’s called honest fiction.'” Cindy Swan quoting Christian author B.J.Hoff in a discussion of realistic fiction.

“As I’ve written here before, naughty little words in fiction are usually a sign of lazy, superficial writing. Serious authors know that nine times out of ten there is a deeper, more accurate and more compelling way to get the point across. Still, there is always that one time in ten, so in principle I have no problem with using any word for the right reasons. Church ladies notwithstanding, artistic excellence demands we choose the word that’s perfect for the work at hand. But it’s not art to use naughty little words as a strategy to appeal to a certain kind of reader. It’s propaganda.” Athol Dickson, author of the excellent, propaganda-free, novel, River Rising, at the blog Charis Connection. Read the comments, too, as the discussion there is good.

All Saints Day is a big celebration in Poland.

The Beehive posts a perfect response to Jon Cary, Jone Carry, John Kerry.

“The truth is, I am Ted Haggard, we are all Ted Haggard, and Ted Haggard is all of us. And may God have mercy me, on Ted and on all of us.” JollyBlogger on the latest evangelical scandal.

Pecan Quiz

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Art Print

Smith, Cedric


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Leave a link to your pecan post in the Mr. Linky, and you’ll be entered in my November is the Month of the Pecan contest. One of you will win a pound of fresh shelled pecans and maybe a bonus book or something pecan-related.

In the meantime, here’s a pecan quiz for all pecan lovers. NOTE: some questions have no right answer.

1. Is it PEE-can or pa-CAHN?

2. Is a shelled pecan
a. a pecan with a shell
b. a pecan without a shell

3. The pecan is the only major nut tree that grows naturally in North America. True or false?

4. Why should you store shelled pecans in the freezer?

5. What two US presidents are known to have cultivated pecan trees in their gardens?

6. Are pecans widely grown in any country other than the United States? If so, where?

7. What is the average price for a pound of shelled pecans this year? How much does a pound of pecans cost in your local grocery store?

8. What is the meaning of the Cajun phrase “gone pecan”?

9. In 1919 the legislature of which state declared the pecan tree to be the state tree? What state produces the most pecans for sale?

10. Do you thresh the pecans from the trees or thrash them?

You can answer any or all of the quiz questions in the comments or on your own blog. I’ll be answering them in upcoming pecan posts this month. Remember: if you have posted something pecan-related on your blog, be sure and leave a link. I’ll enter you in my drawing at the end of the month, and the winner will get a pound of fresh shelled pecans and maybe an extra bonus gift.