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Dave
November 26, 2020
Terrific article and recipe, Miriam. I just made this for my kids tonight, and, it tastes just like my grandmother's persimmon pudding that I ate growing up in Marin. (She made it in the mid-70s, and 80's). I'm not sure about your tying it to "WASPs", that's more of East Coast sobriquet in my book. My grandmother was one of many polyglot urbanites who rushed across the Golden Gate and bought in Sleepy Hollow as soon as homes were built. To me, the link to persimmons was Sunset Magazine, the California cuisine movement that it mythified, and that eventually led her to one of her favorite Californians--Alice Waters. She never liked Herb Caen. Thank you for the wonderful research and recipe.
Ginger S.
December 4, 2016
Your article touches me very much. I now live in NY, but I grew up in Marin County. My mom would make persimmon pudding for Christmas Eve dinner every year, and I believe she began this tradition in the 70'S. I do not have her recipe, because in the emotional confusion after her death, I was not thinking about her recipe file box or her cookbooks. Sadly, they are forever lost. I have been kicking myself ever since I realized my oversight.
I do not know how or why mom started making persimmon pudding for Christmas Eve, probably to have her own signature Christmas dessert instead of following her mother-in-law's Christmas Pudding my father grew up with. I do know, she was very proud of it, and was doubly proud because she used a coffee can for the steam mold instead of buying a decorative one. She was always very thrifty. I too do not know where she got her recipe, I assume from a newspaper clipping, magazine, maybe Sunset, or most likely a friend.
I liked your story very much, particularly the idea persimmon pudding originating from using up the abundance of fruit of the season. I also got a kick from your grandmother's secret ingredient being lemon juice. I imagine it was my mom's secret ingredient as well, because they had a Meyer Lemon tree in their yard and nobody left the house without being given a bagful of lemons.
I have a food blog and have been thinking of researching mom's persimmon pudding recipe and writing a story about her. You beat me to it. I may still write my own story, possibly another year, as storytelling is one reason I started a food blog.
Thank you for sharing your story about your grandmother and her persimmon pudding, it brought back a lot of fond Christmas memories. BTW is used to read Herb Caen all the time and enjoyed his editorials very much. I could not disagree more with his description of a San Franciscan. Another story for another time.
I do not know how or why mom started making persimmon pudding for Christmas Eve, probably to have her own signature Christmas dessert instead of following her mother-in-law's Christmas Pudding my father grew up with. I do know, she was very proud of it, and was doubly proud because she used a coffee can for the steam mold instead of buying a decorative one. She was always very thrifty. I too do not know where she got her recipe, I assume from a newspaper clipping, magazine, maybe Sunset, or most likely a friend.
I liked your story very much, particularly the idea persimmon pudding originating from using up the abundance of fruit of the season. I also got a kick from your grandmother's secret ingredient being lemon juice. I imagine it was my mom's secret ingredient as well, because they had a Meyer Lemon tree in their yard and nobody left the house without being given a bagful of lemons.
I have a food blog and have been thinking of researching mom's persimmon pudding recipe and writing a story about her. You beat me to it. I may still write my own story, possibly another year, as storytelling is one reason I started a food blog.
Thank you for sharing your story about your grandmother and her persimmon pudding, it brought back a lot of fond Christmas memories. BTW is used to read Herb Caen all the time and enjoyed his editorials very much. I could not disagree more with his description of a San Franciscan. Another story for another time.
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