I have now tried persimmons (or a persimmon). It was nice but not astonishing; on the other hand, it may not have been entirely ripe. (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
adrian_turtle tried and like one a few days ago, so bought two at one of the Armenian groceries in Watertown.)
I may get a few, ripen them, and see what I think. (*The Joy of Cooking* confirms that persimmons are always picked unripe.) They're not hard to find, in season. I had been avoiding them out of a vague sense of resentment, I think: Persimmon season is just before clementine season, and from across the street a pile of persimmons on a sidewalk fruit stand looks like clementines, at least to someone who is eager for the latter.
This afternoon I sorted out how we'll handle snow removal here. I had hoped that we could continue whatever arrangement the previous tenants here had with the upstairs neighbor. Valerie came outside this afternoon while I was out there exercising, and I asked her about it. She's entirely happy to keep doing what we have been, and agreed to buy a bag of road salt the next time she's at Home Depot and they have it in stock, since she has a car and we don't.
The plans are for her, or possibly me, to shovel if the snow is very light (she has a snow shovel), for heavier snow to hire a high school student through the town, and if it's very heavy also pay someone with a plow to clear the driveway. The cost of hiring the plow truck is shared with the house next door, because we share a driveway. (I volunteered thatcattitude and I would pay a share of that, even though we don't have a car.)
(Our lease says that we and the other apartment are jointly responsible for snow removal; the town of Belmont requires the sidewalks to be cleared, a rule I strongly approve of.
adrian_turtle tried and like one a few days ago, so bought two at one of the Armenian groceries in Watertown.)I may get a few, ripen them, and see what I think. (*The Joy of Cooking* confirms that persimmons are always picked unripe.) They're not hard to find, in season. I had been avoiding them out of a vague sense of resentment, I think: Persimmon season is just before clementine season, and from across the street a pile of persimmons on a sidewalk fruit stand looks like clementines, at least to someone who is eager for the latter.
This afternoon I sorted out how we'll handle snow removal here. I had hoped that we could continue whatever arrangement the previous tenants here had with the upstairs neighbor. Valerie came outside this afternoon while I was out there exercising, and I asked her about it. She's entirely happy to keep doing what we have been, and agreed to buy a bag of road salt the next time she's at Home Depot and they have it in stock, since she has a car and we don't.
The plans are for her, or possibly me, to shovel if the snow is very light (she has a snow shovel), for heavier snow to hire a high school student through the town, and if it's very heavy also pay someone with a plow to clear the driveway. The cost of hiring the plow truck is shared with the house next door, because we share a driveway. (I volunteered that
cattitude and I would pay a share of that, even though we don't have a car.)(Our lease says that we and the other apartment are jointly responsible for snow removal; the town of Belmont requires the sidewalks to be cleared, a rule I strongly approve of.
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