Preserving persimmons for fall
I fell hard for persimmons at an intense time of my life. Against many odds as a recently widowed mom of two, I was able to buy a home on a half-acre close to my extended family. Many things about that property tugged at my heart, and one of them was a tree. We moved in during a wet winter that kept our energies focused indoors, but come spring, the brightest, biggest green leaves popped out of a nicely shaped tree. Eventually when the fruit formed, I realized it was a Fuyu persimmon.
Can you come to truly love a tree? In a word, yes.
The soil on that property was miraculously rich because it was part of an avocado grove for many years. Benefiting from this invisible superpower, my Fuyu tree produced countless sumptuously orange fruits each fall. With such bounty, I devoured them fresh, gave bushels and bushels to friends, and began drying them for a year’s worth of snacks that look like orange sand dollars.
When I sold that house, it pained me to leave that tree. I realized how fleeting and precious some experiences are in life and how healthy living soil is valuable beyond measure. Without my miracle tree, every fall since then I buy Fuyus at farmers’ markets and, October through December, dehydrate as many of them as I can.
A few years back, local chef Keith Lord posted about hoshigaki, the Japanese method of air-drying Hachiya persimmons, the variety that makes your mouth pucker if eaten before they are ripe. I was intrigued. Keith encouraged me, and I tentatively tried my hand. With mixed results that first year, I was determined to learn more. I found a wonderful illustrated booklet online with step-by-step instructions, and I wish it was still in print so I could buy more for friends and family.
How can a dried fruit come to mean so much? Persimmons mark the passage of time, evoking memories of the seasons in different places I’ve lived. They connect me to the earth, as we dream of heavy crops where we call home now. I cannot play favorites, which means preparing both kinds of dried persimmons each fall. But to be honest, it might be their beauty. The sensory pleasures of the deep orange color and the almost-cinnamon aroma keep me company as I prepare dozens of batches over many weeks with ripening persimmons covering most flat surfaces in the kitchen. Persimmon trees turn the most spectacular crimson red before the leaves drop around New Year’s, and we eagerly await our new fruits each spring, counting them like precious jewels.
When the harvest is over and I’ve filled as many jars and freezer bags as possible, I feel deep gratitude for the life force persimmons have come to represent in my life. This feeling of one’s cup running over makes me want to share these persimmon chronicles with you.
Serve dried persimmons with cheese and crackers, or enjoy the fruit on its own any time of day or night. The color, texture, and flavor are like nothing else—swoon!
I’ve narrowed the Japanese technique of massaging and drying Hachiya persimmons down to these 12 steps based on a self-published booklet by Amadéo Pinto and Juliette Bellocq that captured the teachings of Sonoko Sakai.
MATERIALS NEEDED:
• A large pan of boiling water
• A place to hang the persimmon
• Cooking twine
• A paring knife
Originally published in issue 75.