New post at Beryl Bakes

My mom gave me a persimmon.  She told me to eat it as soon as possible–she always tells me to eat my fruits as soon as possible; to her, fruits are always on the brink of self-destruction–but, my habit of procrastination extends even to my eating (assuming we’re not talking about something like the chocolate cake I just snarfed down).  Fast forward a couple of weeks, and I decided I might want to eat this fruit before it got too much softer.  But I couldn’t just eat it, of course, I had to make it into a project.

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