~winter persimmon tart... . .

.  . ... so

what do we do with these

beautiful 

p  e  r  s  i  m  m  o  n  s 

?

well... .

what

would you

w a n t

t o

b e

?

hopefully... .

certainly

not

the

 u  s  u  a  l

 thing.

on a cool day

i'd want to be warmed up a bit in

b   u   t   t   e   r

... .   .

with just a sprinkle of brown sugar... .

maybe just a drizzle of balsamic vinegar... .

~ my life as a

p  e  r  s  i  m  m  o  n

 would now be ready for anything... .

~

i could now lay myself atop a lovely chilly quenelle

of the perfect ice cream~

a pure vanilla... .

a peppery dark chocolate... .

or spread on a nice warm

slice of humble toast.

but~

i think i would really like to rest

on a fluffy pillow of a

 spicy

g  i  n  g  e  r  e  d

 cream.

held

and

wrapped

in a crust made with

almonds

and

rosemary... .

then

garnished with

bright little squares of fresh

p e r s i m m o n

and feel the shimmering grains of

grapefruit sugar

and

julienned

r o s e   p e t a l s

come floating

down

over

the

top.

laid on

a crisp sheet of parchment

with the rose stem that held these

petals... .

then

i would be

presented in a box to

 r   e   s   p   e   c   t

each

ingredient.

~ every

p   e   r   s   i   m   m   o   n

deserves

 such 

a

      l i f e ... .