Did You Ever Shell Peas Growing Up?

Yep, lots of them. My dad served in WWII and Korea, he said he had eaten all the "crap in a can" he was going to.
He didn't either, drank the hell out of beer in the can though.

Yep I would go to the farmers market in Montgomery with my grandma and get a shite load of peas and corn and spend an afternoon in the courtyard shelling and shucking, good times

Of course

I'd shell all day at Grandma's then come home and couldn't play till I shelled the bag that my Dad had set aside for each of us

Still help with a lot of that stuff when I go home. Especially snapping beans. My parents use probably 1/4 of their land for vegetables, and they live on a lot of land. Love the time of year where I don't have to buy as many vegetables.

I can't count the hours spent shelling peas and cutting corn off the cob. At some point, the family as a group bought a pea sheller and that pretty much ended that. But the damn corn...cutting it off the cob with the old wooden thing that you put over the bowl in the sink. That wasn't the bad part but cleaning off the splatters off the backsplash was. That stuff would set up like concrete in a matter of minutes.

I remember being happy I was able to "help" my grandparents. I dug potatoes, hulled peas, shucked corn, and my favorite was the butterbeans because you got to use that knife thing on your thumb that split em. I've shelled many pecans then used a crank grinder to make them pie worthy. I've sat up with my grandpa well past midnight with a .22 rifle and a spotlight more than once protecting the crop. Some of the thieves were served with the same vegetables along with rice in their own gravy.

Those people worked less hours at their workplace than we did. They ate all of the lard, bacon, and cake they wanted. Simple life. Honest work. Simple diet.

Grandpa died at 86 with a pack of camels in his shirt pocket.

I use to shell peas with my great grandma when i was little. I still remember the smell.

I did. And to this day I love eating foods you have to work at - crabs, olives, walnuts. I really like the whole process of having to pick something apart to eat it; I think it makes me slow down and enjoy my food more. My wife thinks I'm nuts.