Give Prunes a Chance Food writer Gabriella Gershenson may have bowed to workplace pressures and kept her love of prunes a secret. But in the kitchen, it's a different story. Far Breton, a traditional French currant and prune flan, is an elegant and delicious way to enjoy dried plums.

Give Prunes a Chance

Prunes, or dried plums, elicit far more respect across the Atlantic than they so stateside. A traditional French flan, Far Breton, is one sophisticated way to enjoy them. Recipe below Gabriella Gershenson hide caption

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Gabriella Gershenson

About the Author

Gabriella Gershenson is a New York City-based food writer and restaurant critic. Her work has recently appeared in The New York Times, Paper magazine and Nextbook.org.

I thought I had finally reached an age when I no longer cared what people thought of me. I realized this wasn't the case when, out of fear of attracting unwanted attention at a new job, I hid the snack that I had been eating.

It was just a bag of prunes, but I behaved as though it was crack. Knowing how closed-minded people can be about certain foods -- I still bear the scars of a childhood of raw green peppers in my lunch -- I thought it best to eat them on the sly.

Safely tucked away in my desk (or relegated to the drawer of shame, depending on how you look at it), I continued to reach for them, albeit surreptitiously. Though disappointed in myself for buying into the lunchroom tyranny of my youth, I was still not brave enough to out my eclectic tastes.

As a child, the stigma of the prune was a learned behavior. My natural inclination was to adore them. I recall reaching for the prune juice, which seemed to stay good forever, as early on as age 6.

If there were a bag of prunes to be found in the refrigerator, I would uncannily home in on it and help myself to one, then two, three or four before my mother would limit my intake. (And with good reason: for details, check the "Digestive Dos and Don'ts" section at www.prunes.org.)

I never understood why in our culture -- their laxative properties notwithstanding -- prunes have been associated with geriatrics. Despite a brief flirtation with popularity in the 1980s, thanks to The Silver Palate Cookbook's brilliant recipe for chicken Marbella, a tender marinated chicken dish with green olives and prunes, the dried fruit elicits far more respect across the Atlantic than it does stateside. In France, prunes soaked in Armagnac are a traditional accompaniment to foie gras.

In my Russian Jewish family, prunes appeared with regularity at festive times -- at the holiday dinner table in the form of fruit compote, or enhancing the already popular brisket. Less assimilated relatives who still frequented Russian stores would offer guests candy bowls filled with individually wrapped chocolate-covered prunes, a delicacy reserved for special occasions.

Yet, in the United States, prunes have such an unglamorous image that in 2001 prune promoters won federal approval to refer to them as "dried plums" on packages and in advertisements, hoping to attract younger consumers.

I may have bowed to workplace pressures and kept my prune-love a secret, but in the kitchen it's a different story. I appreciate the diverse applications of this flavorful and meaty fruit and find prunes to be equally at home in a bittersweet chocolate and stout beer bundt cake as they are in a savory Moroccan rice dish with almonds, apricots and dried currants.

Far Breton, a traditional French prune and currant flan, is perfect for a casual dessert or brunch entree and has recently become another sophisticated addition to my prune repertoire.

So it might take a few more years of maturing to find the confidence to enjoy prunes in the open. In the meantime, I'll still be eating them -- even if only behind closed doors.