Persimmons! Such fond memories of when I was a kid, we'd go up to my Aunt's farm in Shasta County to help her with the fall harvest on her farm and then we'd go to the persimmon farms. It was such fun. I remember one year we came home with so many, my mom spread them all out on the rumpus room (remember those?) floor to ripen and then we'd have persimmon bread, cookies, pies, bread pudding, and just plain eating them out of the skin that God gave them. Whenever I see persimmons in the store it brings back such wonderful memories of mom cooking up a storm and the wonderful smells coming out of the kitchen.
So, a cuppa hot cocoa with extra marshies and a slab of persimmon bread hot from the oven. Yumm! I'm in heaven!
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