I took the plunge

• Posted on November 14, 2009
• by Karen Fayeth
• 1 Comment

Yup. I waited and waited and finally the persimmon I’d picked and brought inside became ripe. “Like a soft tomato” I’d read was the desired state.

I sliced it open, and gave ‘er a shot.

It tastes something like a creamy melon. Normally, “melon” wouldn’t be a flavor I like.

But in this case, I found it to be delicious! Still a bit of tannin, but not uncomfortably so.

Nice!

And *then* I read that eating too much persimmon can cause something really fun called a bezoar! Hooray!