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Mysteries Of The Walnut

September 03, 2008

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This morning I found a WALNUT in the pocket of my suit. This confused me more than McCain's veep choice. When did I come into contact with a WALNUT? And why did I put it in my suit pocket??

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The only walnut interaction that I can possibly recollect happened a few months ago at the Upper East Side atelier of interior design goddess Charlotte Moss. She is selling lovely walnuts-on-chains that one can open up and store pills inside. I bought one - for 80 bucks! - for Amy Sedaris' birthday last year, for which I still owe her a gift.

I still haven't given Amy the gift and I am glad she doesn't read this blog because she would know what I got her. I actually wouldn't mind her finding out how much I overpaid for the walnut because she'd never believe it if I told her what it cost. (It was one of those purchases that you find out the price at the register and are too embarrassed to return, so you go through with it to save face.)

So I thought perhaps I had stolen a nut-pill-caddy in a price gauge fueled rage, but my nut didn't open. It's a tough little nut! I am glad I didn't steal an overpriced nut. That would be wrong.

When I got to Bonsignour I decided to take the nut as a sign to eat a banana walnut muffin for brekky. It was not to be; of all the muffins at Bonsignour, they didn't have any banana walnut... I bought fruit.

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