Buy Raw Nuts -

Old Elias didn’t sell snacks; he sold potential. His stall at the edge of the farmer’s market was the only one that stayed quiet, devoid of the roasting cinnamon scents or salted aromas that drew the crowds elsewhere. On his wooden table sat plain burlap sacks filled with —dull, pale, and completely unadorned.

Clara took a handful. They were cool to the touch and tasted of earth and butter, clean and versatile. She bought three pounds.

Elias just nodded, scooping more 'potential' into a paper bag.