Sunday, October 15, 2006
I guess I find everything satisfying...?
Overripened Bartlett pears are delicious. I like them cut, so my eating is undisrupted, the sweetness, smooth.
When I buy pears, I look forward to being able to lightly press on their speckled flesh and have it yield against my touch. I only eat them when they yield against the gentle brush of a finger.
I like them so much and think that everyone should enjoy pears without worrying about eating around their slightly bitter centers. That's why I always insist that the husband allow me to cut up his pears for him. He almost always refuses. Why he refuses is beyond me. ¶ 11:28 PM
Overripened Bartlett pears are delicious. I like them cut, so my eating is undisrupted, the sweetness, smooth.
When I buy pears, I look forward to being able to lightly press on their speckled flesh and have it yield against my touch. I only eat them when they yield against the gentle brush of a finger.
I like them so much and think that everyone should enjoy pears without worrying about eating around their slightly bitter centers. That's why I always insist that the husband allow me to cut up his pears for him. He almost always refuses. Why he refuses is beyond me. ¶ 11:28 PM
