I’d nearly cry as a child upon discovering that my precious grandma laced the chocolate chip cookies with WALNUTS.
now I see the wisdom in it all. nutrient dense and nice cronch
My grandma used to scold me for picking the good parts out of her trail mix. Im so sorry grandma but i am a fiend for m&m’s covered in peanut dust and salty raisins. In my big old age, i have discovered the joy of refilling one’s bag of trail mix after picking all of your favorite parts out. Prior to this habit, i would pawn off my leftover nuts on my father. Eventually, i think i will become an expert in trail mix-ing and will know precisely my preferred ratio of peanuts, cashews, almonds, raisins, and m&m’s but I’m not there yet guys
For all those who were once unmonitored children, slobbering on spoonfuls of Nutella until you looked like a St Bernard who just discovered a fresh pile of deer shit. Now you’re grown. Now you know what a seed oil is but not why. Now Nutella is a distant but visceral memory, accessed only through the delightful but not entirely fulfilling crunch of Dry Roasted and Unsalted Hazelnuts.
even if its delusional, I really do love the idea of trusting that all of the perceived hardships, anxieties, and lessons ultimately lead to a path that's catered to our individual needs for growth and learning. maybe I am detaching from reality in an effort to cope, but I truly am starting to believe that miracles (big and small) happen daily and that we will all be ok in the end. attention and intention are everything.
