Every now and then my partner and I decide to celebrate a certain food for the month. We usually forget about it but when we remember, it’s a lot of fun. In an effort to expand our palettes, we try to make different dishes with the food and experiment with different types. In the past we’ve had a months devoted to mangoes, hummus, grapefruit, sweet potatoes, spinach, cantaloupe, watermelon, and kiwi.
Here are some pictures from previous months.
This month is pear month. I purchased eight varieties of pears for us to sample and decide on our favorites. Who knew that there were even eight varieties of pears in the first place?
(For those who are curious, the pears from left to right are: seckel, bosc, red d’anjou, comice, forelle, concorde, bartlett, green d’anjou.)
For Valentine’s Day, I attempted a pear pie. I visited the ever-trusty, AllRecipes.come and found a well ranked Pear Pie. It smelled great while it was cooking and certainly looked the part when it came out.
But then Rich and I had some. It tasted pretty bad. I got the sympathy eyes from him, the ones that said, “Sorry, Lindsay, another baking flop. Score one for the kitchen.”
For some reason, I cannot bake for the life of me. I enjoy it and I get really excited to try out recipes, but the end result is just miserable, especially cookies. Cookies should be simple, right? Not for me. All cookies turn into hard, tasteless discs.
Oh well, I’ll stick to what works for me: photography. Even if they taste terrible, no one can tell from the pictures!
“I don’t like gourmet cooking or ‘this’ cooking or ‘that’ cooking. I like ‘good cooking.'”
James Beard
