ginger persimmon breadA Story by nikkisad lesbian bakes bread to get over an ex, what happens next will shock you The recipe jumped out at me as soon as I saw it -- ginger persimmon bread. I eyed the Fuyu persimmons sitting on my kitchen counter. Their fruity, autumnal smell… They reminded me of her. Now, did I know how to bake? Hell no. I mean, as long as it ended up being edible, it should be fine. Right? The ingredients rested neatly on my counter. Brown sugar? Check. Flour? Check. Vanilla extract? Check. Eggs? Check. And obviously, the persimmons and ginger. Alright, first things first: grate the persimmons. Early on, I realized it would be so much easier to chuck these things into a blender. Was it really necessary to grate these? Whoever wrote this thing was probably proud of their bad decision. Still, I kept grating. There wasn’t much use in stopping, was there? I had already put so much effort into this. Hands sticky with persimmony mush, I started mixing everything into a smooth batter. “Nina, what are you doing?” my mom asked, stepping into the kitchen. “Baking something for a… friend?” Of course, it was more of an open secret that she and I were closer than friends. I think she pieced it together after we went on that library date that wasn’t really a date because we never called it one. Mom stepped out, and I poured the batter into a glass loaf pan. After waiting for the preheating timer to go off, I shoved it into the oven -- more forcefully than I meant to. I silently apologized to the unbaked loaf. It said nothing back. It felt like I had violated her, in a way. After a while, the bread had finished baking. It had a sickeningly sweet scent to it, rich with spices and persimmons. The loaf was blackened and crispy around the edges. It smelled just like her.
I couldn’t bring myself to eat it.
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