Pawpaws 2015

The pawpaw harvest down along Polecat Creek this year wasn't very good—nothing like the 2013 harvest.  Last week, I rode the 4-wheeler down to the bottom to see what I could find.

There are plenty of pawpaw trees, but very few had any fruit. And the fruit had ripened a few weeks earlier this year than in previous years. Maybe the hot summer and the recent dryness had something to do with it.

Even the few pawpaws I could find weren't very big. Some trees didn't have any.

Consequently, the whole harvest was maybe two dozen, and not all of them were good-sized. This is it:

If you've never before eaten a pawpaw, it's a custardy fruit. You cut it in half and spoon out the contents, taking care not to swallow the numerous seeds.

 A pawpaw tastes a little like a banana, but a lot better.

Maybe next year we'll have a better harvest.

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Picking Up PawPaws

The pawpaw harvest at Polecat Creek Farm both commenced and ended today. I didn't think I'd be able to get to them this year, but John drove me down to the bottoms in the '71 Ford truck so I didn't have to walk so far. Luckily, he'd bush-hogged the bottoms the day before, so I getting to the trees was a lot easier than I thought it would be. The pawpaw trees are on the other side of this field:

To get there, we passed a creepy sight—a skeleton in the woods. A deer skeleton, that is.

And we passed this creepy tree along the creek. Part of it looks like an animal face.

Just past the tree, I spotted the first pawpaw. The pawpaw is a fruit native to America, but it's only available for a short time. It doesn't travel well or last long, so you aren't likely to see it in stores.

The line of pawpaw trees is to the right of this field.

Soon a few more pawpaws came into view.

Some were on the ground and showed signs of being gnawed on by critters. Pawpaws have a wonderful taste—a little like a banana-mango combination.

Farther along the creek were a few more pawpaws. They were hard to spot among the leaves unless we looked closely.

We could reach some, but John had to shake the tree to get the ones on the higher branches. The pawpaws were ripe, so they fell easily. We probably did more picking up than actual picking.

Before long, I had a bag full—the entire harvest on this side of the creek.

We crossed Polecat Creek to see if there were pawpaws on the east side.

We found more signs that critters had been nibbling.

The pawpaw trees are at the end of this field on the left.

Yep, there were a few.

After some more tree-shaking, we managed to get another bag full from this side.

The pawpaws this year were actually fairly small, but we got lots more than we did last year.

Pawpaws, which only stay fresh for a few days after picking—or picking up—have a wonderful aroma and flavor.

To eat, you cut one open to reveal the creamy inside and the seeds . . .

You can scoop the custardy inside out with a spoon or just slurp it up.

Before long, only the skins and seeds are left.

To learn about pawpaws, check out the Kentucky State University "Pawpaw Description and Nutritional Information" website or the KSU pawpaw page.

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