A small find in Moorpark.
She calls herself The Persimmon Lady. Met at the farmers market in Santa Clarita, California, on a crisp, cool Sunday morning in December. Darlene Costa nearly corners the persimmon market from October through early January when persimmons are in season.
Persimmons are not what you’d call a household fruit like apples, oranges, and bananas. Yet for those who love the sweetness and texture of this yellow-orange fruit that tastes like nectar from the gods, it does add unique flavor to baked goods and salads or can be eaten straight off the tree. In California, there are two varieties of persimmon, the Fuyu and Hachiya. The Fuyu resembles a squat yellow-orange tomato, and the Hachiya is similar to an overgrown red-orange acorn. In my opinion, Fuyu is much preferred as the Hachiya has tannins that make the mouth pucker if eaten when not ripe.
Most persimmon varieties were imported from Asia in the 18th Century, and today, California delivers the largest production in the nation. Health tip: persimmons are a good source of fiber and vitamins A, C, B6, and magnesium. Some nutritionists claim that persimmon is more vitamin-rich than apples.
More delicious than the sweet persimmon fruit is the farmer of such delights, Darlene Costa. The former flight attendant and secretary, Darlene, and her Italian-born husband took the road less traveled from conventional corporate jobs to owning a hobby farm in Moorpark, California. On their five-acre farm, they have over 150 persimmon trees of both Fuyu and Hachiya varieties, a few acres of grapes where they produce their signature wine, and a small citrus grove in the front of the house. Inside the shed hangs three legs of salted pork in the process of becoming prosciutto and a starter for homemade sourdough bread. This place is the ideal location to weather an earthquake in style.
We took the “Bob”—a small all-terrain vehicle—down the hill to the orchard. After the first frost of the year, the trees had shed their leaves, and all that remained were clusters of Fuyu persimmons strewn on branches like ornaments on a Christmas tree. It looked like easy picking, and if you like persimmons, it was a slice of paradise on the branch.
Moorpark might not be prominently featured as a travel destination in Southern California, even though it achieved a level of recognition in 2005 with the unearthing of an ancient mammoth skeleton. Presumably named after the Moorpark apricot, the town of Moorpark is an unexpected find for persimmons and a delightfully distinctive orchard farmer often seen at local farmer’s market.
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