I bought myself some persimmons today. I really like them. I like the way they taste, though you have to wait until they are VERY ripe before eating them from my point of view; and I like the way they look.
Their name should have been the name of somebody's daughter in a Greek legend and should now be the name of a constellation.
Obviously the girl would have had red hair, so she would have to have been a viking baby found in a basket on the beach or something like this.
Persimmon, what a great name!
