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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.

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Date: 10/15/2019 6:12:00 PM
Hi, Oldbuck. Your poem brings back many warm, cozy memories of happy times in the kitchen. Your recipe sounds scrumptious! :)
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Date: 10/15/2019 8:40:00 PM
Evelyn: Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughtful comment. This sharing makes each of us better. Thanks again. oldbuck
Date: 11/25/2017 6:11:00 PM
Oh how smart to share a recipe in poetic form. Now this is some recipe by the sounds of it. Thank you Old Buck. Great dessert coming up tonight. Maria
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Date: 11/26/2017 2:19:00 PM
Maria Williams: I'm glad you enjoyed this little rhyme. I fear I may have made it sound better than it is, unless you love pears the way I do. :o) Thank you for taking the time to read and comment on my work. oldbuck
Date: 11/25/2017 1:12:00 PM
What a delicious poem Old Buck!!:-) you are lucky to share the fruit and make use of the windfalls as you can still make good use of what isn't bruised. We are given cooking apples and I make them into apple sauce and apple crumbles and the 'apple crumble fairy' always makes an extra crumble for our friend who gives us the apples. Ian now leaves a pyrex bowl in his garage in case I drop by to get more apples from his store:-) Wish i could sample your pears they sound yummy:-) hugs jan xx
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Date: 11/25/2017 2:52:00 PM
Jan: I will tell you my writing is better than my cooking if that gives you some idea of what those pears might really be like. :o) But I read all my own stuff and eat my own cooking. Sort of an acquired taste for both. :o) Thanks for reading and for your thoughtful comments. oldbuck