I remember my mother having a large bowl of chestnuts on the dining room table during holidays. I also remember that they were the size of horse pucky. She roasted them on a tray in the oven and they were easy to get the middle part out. It tasted like a roasted chestnut. DUH!
Yesterday my daughter brought me some that she found under a chestnut tree at the roadside when she was walking her dog. She collected some, took off the outer shell and brought them to me.
I had never seen any this small, (about the size of a Dum Dum lollipop) but scored each one and roasted them according to directions I found on internet. Well you know how I always refer to either being the statue or the pigeon? I was the statue today after all the work! They will break our teeth! The squirrels across the road that live in the big pine tree will love me.
I don't ever recall having any. My dad always had a bowl of mixed in-the-shell nuts during the holidays, but my choices were pecans & brazil nuts!!
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