I’m really impressed with this photograph by Steve Garrigues. He has a whole folder dedicated to trees on Really nice stuff.
I bought a couple pears this evening to provide restitution for my lunch stock after one of my golden-delicious (a bit of a presumptuous name I think) committed suicide by jumping out of my cupboard onto the edge of a pan in the sink below. Pears are so weird. They’re beautifully deformed apples, and they taste exactly so (as Dr. Pepper is to Coke). Pears are always overshadowed by apples though – always thought of in the context of apples. People have a problem comparing apples to oranges, but no one objects to comparing apples to pears.
The Pear Bureau Northwest has quite an informative pear website, complete with recipes for “Pear Turkey and Cheese Sandwich”. What is “pear turkey”? Or was there supposed to be a comma in between those words? It sounds… bad. But maybe it’s one of those things that our great society has yet to discover, like the combination of chocolate and peanut butter (“the world would have to wait”) or, as I was noticing today: yogurt covered pretzels. The combination of sweet and salty that tingles different parts of one’s tongue. Brilliant.