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Tuesday, June 08, 2010

1944: REMEMBERING THE "PEANUT STORE"

We called it "the Nut House," but whatever you called it, (assuming you are old enough to remember Trenton's glory years,) you most certainly remember the delectable aroma that always emanated from that little shop on North Broad Street. I can still remember the wonderful aroma of roasted nuts of all kinds that came from that little shop. Our "L-9" Liberty Street bus stopped right in front of that store at the intersection of South Broad and West State Street as we waited for the return trip down South Broad Street to Liberty Street. If I was lucky, mom Glover would have a quarter for a large bag of fresh roasted nuts for us to take home. Ahh, the memories!

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  1. Tom: There was a "Peanut Man'' who stood infront of the store giving passersby a little sample of the roasted gems. I must confess I went by more than once.

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  2. Tom: How could any of us forget the great smell of that store, my favorite were the hot cashews. I also remember waiting for the bus to South Trenton to my grandmothers, corner of Beatty and So. Broad St.

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  3. YOU GUYS ARE REALLY KILLING ME WITH MEMORIES OF ROASTED CASHEWS AND NUTS FROM THE NUT HOUSE. AND HERE I AM WITH DIVERTICULITIS! WHAT A BUMMER! BELIEVE IT OR NOT, I GRIND THEM UP INTO POWDER TO DEFEAT MY DIGESTIVE CONDITION, BUT IT AIN'T THE SAME!

    TOM GLOVER

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