Eat Spit Be Happy

Remember those days? As a little girl, sitting on the stoop outside the rundown project building popping salty sunflower seeds into the corner of your mouth. A whole handful at that! Yeah. I remember, crushing each seed one by one right down the center of the shell, sucking each side of it until it no longer had any flavor while, maintaining the seed on the opposite cheek as if it were the grand prize. Once the shell was crushed, I'd spit it out and let the shells build up on the step in front of me creating the ultimate shell empire. Damn, I remember those days where I used to Eat Spit Be Happy.