


In "The Historie of Travaile into Virginia Britannia" (1612), William Strachey wrote of the fruit:
They have a plomb which they call pessemmins, like to a
medler, in England, but of a deeper tawnie cullour; they grow on
a most high tree. When they are not fully ripe, they are harsh
and choakie, and furre in a man's mouth like allam, howbeit,
being fully ripe, yt is a reasonable pleasant fruict, somewhat
lushious. I have seene our people put them into their baked and
sodden puddings; there be whose tast allowes them to be as
pretious as the English apricock; I confesse it is a good kind of
horse plomb.
"Chalky" is not the word for it. Imagine what a urinal cake might taste like, or a piece of candy made with Comet cleansing powder. The most shocking, unexpected taste.
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