Reuby bought a packet of toasted and salted pistachios that we got addicted to pretty quickly. And there was one lone nut that had no cracks whatsoever in its shell. It was virtually impossible to get to it. :| We had no nutcrackers, I tried using the other edge of a chopper. No deal. Tried pounding it with a can of pineapples. That nut made a dent in the can! Several, in fact. :| Shit.

Used the back of a heavy duty flashlight. Nada. Then I had the bright idea of using the ceramic jar I keep my coffee beans in. AND I BROKE IT! *cries* It steeled my resolve to crack the nut though. Rummaged around for a hammer. NONE. So I headed over to the neighbour's to borrow theirs. Edmund handed me a pair of pliers instead. That should do the trick. And it did! BWAHA.

And I ate it. Yum.


The moral of the story?



Pistachios are hardcore.

Don't mess.


-Lissa-