Hey, yes, hello. Its been a while. A lot has happened, good and bad. Let's talk about the good!
I got married! Yay!
I'll have to do a post of honeymoon pictures soon. The wedding was beautiful and everything I'd never even dreamed possible. I haven't gotten the pics from the official photographer yet but I'll post those up too.
So it's fall now, and that's suddenly very apparent here in Florida. This weekend we've gotten down into the 30s. But it'll be back to the 80s during the week which is fine with me.
Anyway, I was after some jelly because we had really lackluster, mass-produced sugar-free jellies in the house and I was tired of it. Jelly is just not the place you want to skimp on sugar. I decided to buy a nice jam so I went to the Jacksonville Farmers Market and found these guys on the way to the jams.
He is from Chicago and I guess that might excuse it--I don't know if they have persimmons up there--but "Those tomatoes look funny" is probably the most hilarious thing he could have said. He really had no idea what a persimmon was. (Bonus wordplay joke below; how do I love thee...)
So if you don't know what a persimmon is either, let me enlighten you. They are sweet and taste sort of like a date. They're a fall thing and pies made with them are way less common than pumpkins and apples, which of course makes me partial to them. So I made a pie.
Story time: I didn't know how many to buy, and the Asian-American woman who sold them to me did not understand my Southern accent when I asked "How many of these do I need to make a pie?" She kept repeating "Pah? A pah? What are you making?" So I just Googled it and found a recipe I wanted to use, saw that it asked for 4 cups and then eyeballed it: I bought nine for $3.
Just so you know, I think I might have made one pie in my life, and I can't remember it, so it's safe to say I'm pretty new at this.
I used this recipe from Loveless Cafe. It looked pretty simple.
First step, cut the persimmons in half and scoop out the middles. After I did that, I tried to use my hand mixer to smoosh them up, but I guess they were a little too firm. Out came the food processor!
That did the trick.
Oh, and by the way: I bought that piña colada jam from Frog Bakery at the Farmer's Market and it is DELISH. Check her out and get some stuff from her!
I got married! Yay!
I'll have to do a post of honeymoon pictures soon. The wedding was beautiful and everything I'd never even dreamed possible. I haven't gotten the pics from the official photographer yet but I'll post those up too.
So it's fall now, and that's suddenly very apparent here in Florida. This weekend we've gotten down into the 30s. But it'll be back to the 80s during the week which is fine with me.
Anyway, I was after some jelly because we had really lackluster, mass-produced sugar-free jellies in the house and I was tired of it. Jelly is just not the place you want to skimp on sugar. I decided to buy a nice jam so I went to the Jacksonville Farmers Market and found these guys on the way to the jams.
Persimmons! When I was a kid, my granny had a persimmon tree. She'd use them to make stuff but it'd been so long I couldn't even remember what they taste like, only that I liked them. So then I sent a pic to my husband, and this happened:
He is from Chicago and I guess that might excuse it--I don't know if they have persimmons up there--but "Those tomatoes look funny" is probably the most hilarious thing he could have said. He really had no idea what a persimmon was. (Bonus wordplay joke below; how do I love thee...)
So if you don't know what a persimmon is either, let me enlighten you. They are sweet and taste sort of like a date. They're a fall thing and pies made with them are way less common than pumpkins and apples, which of course makes me partial to them. So I made a pie.
Story time: I didn't know how many to buy, and the Asian-American woman who sold them to me did not understand my Southern accent when I asked "How many of these do I need to make a pie?" She kept repeating "Pah? A pah? What are you making?" So I just Googled it and found a recipe I wanted to use, saw that it asked for 4 cups and then eyeballed it: I bought nine for $3.
Just so you know, I think I might have made one pie in my life, and I can't remember it, so it's safe to say I'm pretty new at this.
I used this recipe from Loveless Cafe. It looked pretty simple.
First step, cut the persimmons in half and scoop out the middles. After I did that, I tried to use my hand mixer to smoosh them up, but I guess they were a little too firm. Out came the food processor!
Add an egg, some cream, etc. etc.
I love the look of the cream part! So swirly.
I didn't bother making my own pie crust, because screw that. I bought a frozen one and poured my creation inside. It fit perfectly, which meant that I had eyeballed the amount of persimmons correctly and I was quite pleased with myself.
While it was in the oven, I definitely didn't eat the leftover batter.
After I baked it, the middle removed itself from the crust a bit on the sides--I guess the ingredients got smaller with the heat. Oh well.
We put some whipped cream on top. It tasted really good. So good that I forgot to take a picture of it. G loved it, saying he'd rather have persimmon pie any day over pumpkin pie.
My verdict: pies are pretty easy to make. Persimmons are fun and different. Yummy. 10/10
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