Showing posts with label persimmons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label persimmons. Show all posts

Friday, November 21, 2008

Gobble de gook


The living room sofa has entered the Duck Tape stage of it's life-cycle. Lately, my own stuffing has been spilling out of my pants too, so I can empathize. Sadly, using duct tape to keep my pants up may have painful consequences. Luckily, human ingenuity has invented solutions just for this issue.


Some early prep work for tomorrow's Early Thanksgiving 2008. Cranberry persimmon relish. Because we have oodles of jiggly hachiya persimmons this week. I have to admit, I have a gooey soft spot in my heart for the ridged cranberry tube that comes out of a can. And how awesome is that "splort" sound when you dump out the cranberry tube?


Rum spiced pecans. Warm salty nuts. Heh heh heh.



It's quince tarte tatine season again. This year's quinces have been much less fragrant than last year's. I will go yell at them next time at the farmer's market. Farmer Fix it!

Friday, November 07, 2008

Fluffing


A preemptive persimmon harvest. Bitter from last year's destroyed persimmon crop, this year I fire the first volley against my sworn enemies. Squirrels. I picked all of the persimmons on the tree before those damned rodents can sink incisors into orange flesh. May those rats with fluffy tails starve this winter! Damn squirrels. I curse thee!



This persimmon has a penis. My yard seems to produce an overabundance of suggestively shaped fruits and vegetables. Not sure what kind of aura's my fruit trees are picking up on. Must be the water.

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Hope autumns eternal


Itty bitty baby bananas emerging from the flower. I hope the feral bats and feral monkeys don't eat my bananas. That would be bad.


I hope my papayas ripen before the winter storms kick in. That would be bad.


Italian trombone squash is making some interesting shapes. I should eat these now before the skin gets tough. That would be bad.


I should probably harvest some persimmons before the feral squirrels eat them all like they did last year. That would be bad.



Preston has discovered the giant water dish in the backyard. He won't go back to drinking from his water bowl. The vet says that's not all that bad.

Thursday, December 06, 2007

Pie pie pie pie pie



Shaved fennel, scallion, and meyer lemon pizza. Everything sliced super thin with a drizzle of olive oil. An original Davy concoction. Is good. Is very good.



3 cheese pizza. With davy tomato sauce, and davy dough. At some point in my life there will be davy sheep and cows to make davy cheese. But Costco sheep and cows will have to do for now.



And a normal pepperoni version.



And another inspired Davy invention- sun dried tomatoes and garlic confit pizza. The green onions will get all wilt-y from residual heat from the pizza pie, tempering the sharpness of the green onions slightly. This one was really good. The garlic confit completely transformed in texture to be potato-like. How very interesting and delicious. I wonder how that happened?



Chocolate truffle tart with fuyu persimmons. Decent first attempt. The chocolate overwhelmed the persimmons, so next time, I'd use the more flavorful hachiya persimmons instead of fuyu. And I'd incorporate the persimmons in puree form into the chocolate truffle, perhaps whipping in more air for a less dense texture before setting in the chocolate pastry shell. And I need to track down some Dutched cocoa powder. The pastry could be better with dutched cocoa and more butter. Let's sleep on that.