Okay, I am on pear overload.
I have given some away. Three times. I am using about 6 a day. In juice
and just eating plain.
A friend suggested that I make pear butter. (on the back of the stove simmering as I type).
Thus the pear tartlets for dessert tonight. Oh the melted cheese, the sweetness of the pear, the flakes of puff pastry. To bad the photograph doesn’t allow for the heavenly fall aroma to come through the computer screen.
It makes me swoon a little.