Gifted by one of Zan's clients
A jar of honey from a dear friend's hives
So I might not have a green thumb (this has been proven quite definitively), but I was certain there was a way for me to join the food swapping spirit of our local community, and my clever sister found the solution for me. It just happens that there are one or two huge Stone Pines decorating our driveway, and today I had my first successful attempt at harvesting pine nuts.
Turns out it's actually quite easy, despite all the horror stories you read on the interwebs. Easy. But time-consuming. After about half an hour I'd already decided that maybe pesto rather than pine nuts would be my thing. After an hour, and this many pine nuts, it was confirmed. Pesto.
I did learn a thing or two in the process, and have figured out how to be quicker next time. For starters, I didn't cotton on until somewhere towards the end that Eleanor was amping to help, and actually was, so helpful. Plus, bonding.
Following our harvest, we collected a bunch of nuts to shell next time, and Eleanor very graciously thanked me for helping her. I guess this is her thing now.