Almonds

I'm not even going to attempt to explain what made me think of this because it's...well it isn't important. I just thought of these almonds I had as a kid. The neighborhood kids would be invited to swim at one of the houses on our block from time to time during the summer. The woman who invited us was....interesting. This was back in the mid 70's and I was too young to understand it back then, but looking back, I think she was a health food nut. She might have even been a vegetarian. Her house always smelled kind of weird. Not bad, but not a smell I knew. Her house was decorated with ethnic prints and sculptures....unusual to me since I'd never been exposed to any of that. She dressed in ethnic prints, too. Long flowy Muu Muus with chunky turquoise necklaces and multiple cuff bracelets. Just everything about her was different. Very nice lady tho. So anyway, we'd get to go swimming and she'd almost always come out to the deck with this small bowl of almonds that were in some kind of marinade. All the kids, including me, devoured them. They were so good. But the bowl they were in was tiny and there might have only been 10 or 15 almonds, so that meant we'd get maybe 2 almonds each. This sucked! You know, you when you swim you can get pretty hungry and 2 almonds barely registered. But nonetheless, it was what she gave us as a little treat and we were happy to get them since she was in no way required to feed us anything. I've always remembered those almonds. I'm pretty sure they were in oil and had a garlic and herbs but other than that, I have no idea how to replicate the recipe. She has a daughter who is older than me by maybe 5 years and I've actually seen her myspace page. I hardly knew her tho. I'm pretty sure she'd remember me, but isn't it kinda weird to email someone and say "hey, you wouldn't happen to know how to make those killer almonds, would you?" Seems like it would be a little strange...