...are at least as good as mediocre sex, and that is being conservative.
I had my first one last winter in Brooklyn. They look like grubby orange tomatos, and I didn't understand my friend the uber health guru who just rubbed it on her shirt and took a bite. 'Till I tried one, and OH MY EFFING GOD!
I couldn't find them in my home province, and then last spring I was partying in Montreal and found some in a deli. Bought 14 and ate them all before I came home again.
And then, tonight, at my home grocery store, there they were. I couldn't believe it! I looked to the left and right, and then fell upon the pile. Ok not really, but I did buy like 3. And you know what? They're just as good as I remember them!
Ever had a persimmon, and did you love it too?