An ideal time for park nuts
Let me loose, I’m turning into one of them. It’s ironic, really: the Celts believed that eating hazelnuts imparted wisdom and inspiration — but when I collected a bunch of windfall nuts for nibbles in my local suburban park by an old quarry, what do you know? They were acorns, nicely brown, out of their caps, or cups — but definitely not hazelnuts.
Acorns mightn’t kill you, but most are full of tannins, and there’s enough of those boys in wine. Acorns could push a body over the edge.
