A Friend Shares Pear Bounty
A Friend Shares Pear Bounty.
We have a long time friend
Who has a great pear tree.
She can’t begin to eat them all
So shares excess pears with me.
Pears long been my favorite fruit
Oh I like peaches all the same.
But when I can get good pears
That’s the winner of the game.
We laugh when we discuss them
A few may have a “wind-fall” spot
Some might want to toss them
But with me, they’ll never rot.
You see, I have a plan in place
To use them, one by one.
As I trim aside that “rough” spot
I always feel like I have won.
Often a blemish is skin deep
Like many you find in folks.
When you get down to the heart
That outer blemish is oft a joke.
It you find there’s part’s & pieces
You just can’t really use
Merely set those parts aside
Remember it’s just a bruise.
I often remind myself
As I’m cutting away the core
If even half the pear is lost.
I’ve more pear than I had before.
I have a personal recipe
I use amidst “pear” season
I scrub them up real good
Cause peeling is out of reason.
I quarter up the ripened pear
Don’t eat it raw ahead of time.
I trim away those darker parts
Slicing up the rest real fine.
I place them in a sauce dish
Made to stand the micro wave
That handy oven I like to use
Many hours of wait can save.
I sprinkle generously with sugar
A bit of cinnamon now on top
Will help these tasty pear bites
Have a flavor that just won’t stop.
99 seconds on the timer
Will nuke them up, well done.
Then add a bit of milk or cream
Will be pouring on more fun.
So my hat is off to our friend.
It makes me smile now when we meet
The sight of her oft brings to mind
Those tasty pears that can’t be beat.
Written by oldbuck, Nov. 25, 2017 as he had just finished a warm bowl of sliced pears topped with whipping cream left over from Thanksgiving.
Copyright © Old buck | Year Posted 2017
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