Last year toward the end of the summer we picked a couple of pawpaws from the cluster of trees on Log Cabin Road. We let the fruit soften up on our counter and spooned it out once it started to turn brown. It is delicious, commonly described as tasting like a blend of banana and mango. We saved the seeds from the fruit and cleaned them off. Then Peggi put the seeds in a small container of moist potting soil and put it in the back of our refrigerator. This is called “cold stratification.” In early May Peggi planted them one inch deep in a pot that sat in our window. Just a few days ago we spotted the spouts pushing the seeds out of the ground. We are watching a YouTube video now on how to plant.
I think my Hawaaiin paw paw seeds put a curse on me. Or maybe I just miss Huntington Hills S