Persimmon Cookies
This is my Mother’s recipe but not as I remember it. After baking, these were not Bon Bon shaped nor as dry as the original recipe she used. As she would say, they’re better the next day, and sure enough the dryness disappeared in those Bon Bon’s. The newer recipe here is quite good. And doesn’t take a day for the moistness to be noticed. The spices even seem a bit different to me. It is a mystery … the origin of this recipe. But if you like moist, spicy, nutty, full of raisin cookies you’ll love these.
I’m not sure anyone in our family was broken-hearted if our annual persimmons didn’t arrive. No one ate them except in cookies or pudding. Well, not until my sister-in-law Linda. She loved persimmons, spooning the mushy pulp from inside the skin. I thought her so brave. My brother went on to plant a whole grove of Fuyu (the squatter version of the traditional fruit) when few in the San Joaquin Valley considered this a marketable product. Or maybe that was just my thought!
Here you go. Here’s the recipe. Hope you enjoy.
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