The other day, Daniel's cousin called to let us know that she had some pears if we wanted to come over and get some. She had gone to Washington to visit their grandparents, and had picked a bunch of pears to bring back. I guess they had a little to much then they thought they could handle, and we were happy to take some of their hands. I just didn't realize it was going to be this much.
I've always been afraid of eating pears. I've had some bad experiences where they were just awful. But these pears - they are the best I have ever tasted, and although I've eaten plenty already, we've hardly made a dent. It looks like some serious canning is in our future.
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