I used to live along Fort Greene Park, and every September, these delicious looking nuts would start to fall along the edge of the park. To my very untrained, but hungry, eye, they looked just like the chestnuts I'd eaten drunkenly in Vienna a lot, or drunkenly in Barcelona that one time, and so I was determined to roast a bunch and save a whole $5 by not having to buy them from the store. 

So this past weekend, I boldly picked a couple...

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