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ChineseMy New Beef With Sunflower Seeds
Added on Friday, January 18th, 2008
Photo courtesy of flickrich via Flickr.
Growing up I had a love/hate relationship with sunflower seeds. I’ve always been a fan of baseball both playing and watching so from my earliest of days I was lathering up my glove with leather softener, putting a baseball in it, wrapping a bungee cord around it and setting it by the fire. It was a seasonal ritual. Another ritual of baseball was the bags upon bags of sunflower seeds that our high school team got for free for whatever reason. I think it was to thwart the John Kruk style chew wads that were ending up all over the field and dug out.
Even though I didn’t chew I still made sure to get my bag allotment each Monday at practice and work on my sunflower eating technique. Unfortunately I found the whole process so excruciatingly time consuming to get one stupid seed out, a quarter of the way through my efforts I would always chomp and chew with reckless abandon then spit the whole mess out at once.
