...and did today: buying a coconut.
When I was a kid, we regarded them as pretty special. Opening them was an interesting ritual: first, a big nail was hammered though two of the dark 'eyes' on one side of the nut, so the juice could run out; then, the whole thing would need to be sawed in half... because, of course, we wanted to use the halves for some project. I can't remember what we actually did with them... oh, yeah, we filled them with used frying fat and bird seed, and then hung them in a tree for the birds during winter.

The white flesh was eaten... I remember that I once cut it into blocks of sugar cube size and dipped them into molten chocolate. That was nice! Usually, though, we just ate it as it was. It's very filling because of the high oil content, and even though I do like it, I can't eat much of it and still enjoy it.
We've just bought a coconut. It's been years since I did that. I wanted one because I wanted to make a nice new hiding place for my fish and the crayfish (the old red clay flower pot he has now doesn't seem to offer enough privacy, and coconut halves look more natural). We drank the juice together, and now as I sit and type and drink my tea I eat a bit of the sweetish coconut flesh every now and then. It's not easy getting it out of the shell, but I have a Leatherman.
It's often nice, doing something that you haven't done in years. Nothing brings back memories like smells and flavours.
Now that you're reading this, please tell me about something you haven't done in years and would like to do again some time. Then, if at all possible, go out and do it. Have fun!