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It appears that Atticus has been out there givin' legal counsel to the Cunninghams again, for I came home today to find a sack of hickory nuts on the table. Further inspection of the kitchen revealed that we have also been given innumerable jars of hand-labeled pickled somethings and home-made preserves. It appears my dad has been hanging out with the aging hippies again. (That would be Andrew and Asti and Adam's dad and wife Robin.)

I hope next time they bring a nutcracker. I finally got one of the nuts open (read: smashed to powder) with the aid of a hammer and a pair of pliers. From what I could manage to get on my tongue, hickory nuts taste pretty good.

I'm gonna put in a bid for wintergreen and a sack of potatoes next time, though. Calpurnia will make a tasty stew.

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