Mom liked shelling pecans. Since we were in the Home of the world's largest Pecan x3, we had a number of local pecan producers and already cracked pecans were easy to get. She would sit in her recliner shelling the pecans out while watching TV. Every Christmas, part of our Christmas gift from her and dad was a big bag of shelled pecans! Grandmom liked the little "native" pecans. She would crack and shell them - her and Granddad would pick them up off the ground from trees they knew about at Fort Sam Houston. One of their favorite collection areas on base was the artesian well. It was capped, but allowed to flow out of a big pipe under (at the tim) a lot of force and would blow out the pipe probably 50 feet. Taking their cups and getting some water from the stream was a favorite thing they did. Eating pecan pies was a frequent affair - as well as pecan pralines, and fudge with lots of pecans in it, and Texas sheet cake with fudge icing with lots of pecans! She also always had a big bowl of the big hybrid pecans sitting on the table. That bowl reminds me of that bowl!