I peeled a persimmon after dinner.
The soft ones are lovely too, but I like mine while it’s still firm. That little crunch on the first bite.
I meant to cut thin slices, but the last two came out a little thicker. They looked as though they’d have a good crunch, too.
I made some tea and started with a thick slice.
Mm. Just how I like it.
Before I’d finished, I opened my phone and came across a story about Aonishiki. At the words “the morning of Day 7,” I paused.
Hang on. Where did I put my notes from that day?
But there were still two slices to eat first. I picked my fork back up.
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