And besides, it wasn't my fault that Forelle pears were on sale at my produce market for 59 cents a pound.
Sophie thinks they look like doll pears, but I wouldn't let the American Girl person who lives in our house have any. I'm tired of her taking things in Sophie's room and leaving them there to rot.
I love a good recipe, but I also love the creative shot of flying by the seat of my pants and making it up as I go. I started here with a bottle of Riesling and added another half a bottle of water, about a cup and a half of sugar, a cinnamon stick, a few cardamon pods, some whole allspice, and some Meyer lemon peel.
I poached the pears (peeled—nothing more relaxing that peeling, right?), removed them to canning jars, reduced the liquid a little more, and added it to the jars to cover the pears. Twenty minutes in a hot water bath left my kitchen all warm and steamy and the pears preserved for the next year.
These will be good over vanilla ice cream or on their own. And I love feeling like a squirrel in winter with all sorts of canned goods in my larder. Not that they ever last that long.
But before you judge me a total nut, may I just point out that our ski bags are packed and sitting by the door? What? You think that the fact they are packed all through ski season means this doesn't count? Fine. Did I mention that we are just not done enjoying our Christmas tree?? It's really pretty.
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My tree is still up, I have piles of papers to be thrown away, Robert is a mess looking for a place to happen. Do you want to know what I have been doing? Reading. I am almost finished with World without end by Ken Follitt. A novel about the middle ages are my canned pears! You go girl! My Great grandmother is quoted as saying "you fight dirt all your life and then they cover you with it!" Now I want to be cremated and put in a wall, but it still resonates!
Mimi
I like how you call it "the larder." We call mine "the pantry", but we all know it is really a larder : )
I wish I lived my life with my ski bags always packed.
Those finished canning jars look beautiful and I'll bet your kitchen smelled yummy!
You are living life. Good for you, I say.
I miss my tree! Hmph! I love the idea of canning my own fruit. You make it seem so easy! I'm totally going to try it soon.
My tree is up, too, and about half naked, if that makes you feel better.
The pears look so delicious...
The pears look amazing. I would have drank the Riesling...you have more restraint than I do.
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