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I have almost 200 pounds of black walnuts, some riding shotgun in my car and some weighing down the trunk.
Problem is, I don't know what to do with them.
How I came to acquire so many was a bad communication gap.
Sometime around Thanksgiving, Tom called to say he and future son-in-law Brett were raking leaves and had a difficult time because of all the %^$#! black walnuts.
"Black walnuts!" I exclaimed. "I would love to have some for baking. Save me some and when I come up Christmas, I'll get them."
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