The persimmons we find most often in the United States are Hachiya. While native to the south east, they do grow wild throughout Indiana and Illinois. Who knew? Horribly astringent when even slightly under ripe, they are perfect for the procrastinating baker or at least, an over scheduled one.
The recipe below calls for 2 cups but should you have more or your persimmons are ready before you are, you can freeze the pulp to use later. Love that.
The best part was that all six kids asked for seconds. Seriously, consider the persimmon...
Indiana Persimmon Pudding
From The New Thanksgiving Table
1 T. butter, at room temperature for buttering pan
2 cups persimmon pulp (about 8)
2 cups granulated sugar
2 large eggs, lightly beaten
1 t. vanilla extract
1 3/4 cups flour
1 t. baking soda
1 t. baking powder
1 t. sea salt
1 t. ground cinnamon
1 1/2 c. buttermilk
1/2 cup heavy cream
2 T. butter, melted
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Butter a 9x13 baking pan.
Cut the persimmons crosswise and use a spoon to scoop out the flesh, discarding the stems and seeds. Use the back of the spoon to press the flesh into a soft pulp. Measure out 2 cups. Combine the two cups of pulp, sugar, eggs and vanilla in a medium bowl.
In a large bowl, sift together the flour, baking soda, baking powder, salt and cinnamon. Add the persimmon mixture, one-third at a time, beating well after each addition. Stir in the buttermilk, cream and melted butter. Pour into the prepared pan and bake for about 45 minutes or until nicely browned and slightly puffed at the edges.
Serve warm or or re-warm but ours was lovely at room temperature, too.
Before serving top with softly whipped cream.
Yield: 12-16 servings
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