When we moved from Atlanta to Knoxville, TN six years ago, we were lucky enough to score a beautiful home in a historic neighborhood full of kids riding bikes down the street like it was 1918 – the year our house was built.
We are also lucky that some nice fellow along the way planted two pear trees in our backyard. In past years it’s been me doing the picking, plus the hours of peeling and canning that followed. Last year I even stood on the top of my van to get the picking job done!
This year, on Sunday, we made it a family affair. So the lesson here is, when you have something good, don’t let them go to waste. And these pears, my friends, are something good. What I’m saying is, if life gives you pears, you should pick em. And eat em, and preserve em and put em on your pancakes in January. YUM.
