New Favourite Thing!

I have never been a fruit person. I have no regard for apples, I despise oranges, and bananas should only ever be eaten in cake form. It’s odd really. Considering I have quite the sweet tooth you’d think I would joyfully partake of nature’s candy. But, let’s face it, unnatural candy is way better. And has fewer pips.

So I have absolutely no explanation for why I’m suddenly addicted to persimmons. They look like large unripe tomatoes, smell weird and are strangely aromatic. They taste even weirder, not like any fruit I can describe. But they’re so good. Crunchy and juicy and fragrant. I’ve been eating them every day and actually find myself craving them, which never happens for me with fruit. I've even worked out my own patented method of eating them without the skin and with the minimum of preparation or mess.

I think I’m having a fruit epiphany. Is this cause for concern?

 

New Favourite Thing!

NFT this week is the unnatural and unholy combination of Peanut Butter and Chocolate. It is Wrong and Disgusting and Unbelievably Delicious. Totally not a NZ thing – very North American. I have never understood their taste for sweet peanut butter. To me (and most people of sound mind) peanut butter is savoury thing to be enjoyed on crackers, toast, in a sandwich, but nowhere else. Ah, but those North Americans they chuck it in all over the show, in desserts and baking and candy. Madness.

However, recently a friend made a Peanut Butter Pie. That’s right, pie. With oreo cookie crust, and a filling of cream, sugar, peanut butter and gelatine. I was intrigued. And then after one slice I was deeply concerned at my urge to eat the whole thing – seems Peanut Butter Pie is incredibly good and extremely addictive. Omg. Walk Away From The Pie.

This has totally changed my stance on the whole Sweet Peanut Butter issue, I finally understand where those Americans are coming from, and I heartily applaud them. Now I’m off to buy some Reese’s Pieces.