We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
George Washington is said to have loved a chilled Paw Paw. No doubt, he had summer ice imported from the New England ice houses for his Mint Julips. Paw Paws grow wild in the Eastern US, but I don't think I have ever seen one growing.
Where, oh where is dear little Nellie? Where, oh where is dear little Nellie? Where, oh where is dear little Nellie? Way down yonder in the pawpaw patch
Pickin' up pawpaws, puttin' 'em in your pocket Pickin' up pawpaws, puttin' 'em in your pocket Pickin' up pawpaws, puttin' 'em in your pocket Way down yonder in the pawpaw patch.
This custardy native North American fruit cannot be commercialized because it deteriorates so quickly after picking.
My pals and I get a kick out of growing unlikely things in the chilly Northeast like fig, paw paw, and peach. It takes a green thumb. (Brown Turkey Fig can survive New England winters if properly protected. Just one plant can produce hundreds of fresh figs. The above-ground branches sometimes die back in winter here, but it comes back with a vengeance from the root in Spring.)
Tip: Since we are approaching ideal fruit tree planting season, that Mutsu Apple is delicious, bears heavily, has large fruit. My neighbor has kept us well-supplied with his over-abundant crop this fall.
When I lived on the East Coast, I wanted to try growing these on my property. I've never eaten one, but I'm incredibly curious. The descriptions make them sound delicious. I moved before I had the chance. Thanks for the link to the cold-growing varieties...hoping there's one that will work in my climate!
I live in the west, but have been curious about these for years. I have read that they bear some resemblance to bananas in terms of their texture. I'd be very curious to try growing some to see what they are like, but am not sure I'd have the right conditions since it is so dry where I live.
Another uncommon fruit that interests me is the persimmon. I first tried those two years ago and liked them very much. Occasionally I see them at farmer's markets and there's one grocery store near me that sells them sometimes.
I have maybe 50 paw paws out behind my woodshed. You can have all of them. I don't like the fruit anymore, and I find the leaves ugly and the trees plain. They spread spread like crazy. I am constantly yanking out strays over the septic field which seems pretty far from the mother lode. Unlike everything else here, these seem deer proof.
I think the more correct version is "Pickin' up paw-paws; put 'em in the basket." You are, after all, way down yonder in the paw-paw patch and can carry a lot more in a basket than in your pockets. Also, dear little Nellie dresses like a proper little girl of her time and doesn't have pockets. (Also, hate to be a stickler, but it's mint juleps, not julips.)