have you ever had one? They're pretty delicious.
the first time I ever ate a pistachio was about 7 years ago, on a long, late night bus ride in Italy. I was with J.
We had been good friends for a couple years at that point, but our friendship grew stronger on that trip.
While conversing over delicious pistachios, as "just friends" we got the idea in our heads that we were going to get married.
We talked for over an hour about how we would start dating in college because maybe our timing would be right then (and it was), allow for a break-up along the way (we had a few), pursue careers in fields that we loved (check, check) and then, when we were 25 (it just seemed like a good number) and still in love, we would get married.
We called our conversation "the seven year plan" and promised over a pistashio shell that we would try to make it happen. We then split the shell, ate the nut, and each kept half.
I lost my half of the pistachio shell a long time ago, somewhere along the way while moving back and forth from college, but J still has his! What a sweet guy to save something that represents so much in our relationship. I get to marry him!!! :)
that HUGE story just to get to this short point...
I HAVE to find a creative way to incorporate pistachio shells into our wedding!
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