Probably not an utterance you hear often, but that is precisely what I just audibly said to myself.
What makes for a bad nut day, you ask? Being out of walnuts for my Mediterranean breakfast is a big first strike. I convinced myself to enjoy the yogurt with only honey. Quite delicious, but after a couple of bites, I was craving a bit of crunch, so I added a few raw cashews. Then I looked at what I'd added and realized that #$%*ing pantry moths had gotten to them first (must be time to move -- I've never successfully rid a kitchen of those beasts). I then had to dispose of my precious breakfast nectar and try again. A new scoop of Fage, honey and then from the fridge (which is where we should all keep our raw nuts anyway) I took a few pecans. But the unruly bag toppled when I was returning it to its proper place and most of the nuts spilled to the floor. Luckily I believe in the five-second rule (and have been known to stretch it to 15 when necessary) and salvaged a few of them. And that is when I declared today a Bad Nut Day.
Hope you're having a Good Nut Day.