Yesterday morning, Brian and I went out to go to some of the local shops we love to hit every time we're in Indianapolis. When we once more spherical lunchtime, his parents were not domestic, however his mom had left us a sticky be aware on the kitchen table reading,
The easiest way to obey this instruction, of course, would have been simply to take a pear, cut it up, and eat it. I'd had one of them already, and I knew it would taste fine by itself. But as it happened, she had made baked apples for dessert just a couple of nights before, and I'd mused about how this dish would work with pears instead of apples. And the previous night, we'd had a sort of pasta-spinach salad for dinner, accompanied by cranberry sauce, and there was still some of it left over in the fridge.
So, putting those two facts together in my mind, I decided to try experimenting a bit. I cut one of the pears in half, cored it, spooned cranberry sauce into the middle, and microwaved it for one minute on high. I realized this wouldn't really be the same thing as baking it in a slow oven that would give the flavors of the filling time to soak into the pear-flesh, but I figured it would be good enough for a proof of concept.
