Oh, I love the Chestnut guys. There was one across the street from Alexander's on Fordham Road. When we went shopping there, and I saw the Chestnut Guy, I knew that Christmas truly was around the corner.

When we were in Italy in November of 1999, my cousin asked us to run an errand with him and his wife. When we got out of the car, I could smell a Chestnut Guy, and I just sort of sighed, Le Castagne!! (not sure of the spelling, btw). My cousin immediately went over and bought me so many chestnuts that I was eating them for three days!!