The sun today has been smothered under a dull, damp, grey cushion leaving the world silent and lifeless. I have the feeling that nature is in mourning, and with every reason as it feels as though the kind has been ripped out of mankind. Amongst my many weaknesses is the inability to communicate serious or sad news to another person without having to stifle laughter. In terms of gravitas, I am weightless. This lack of apparent moral weightiness has happily spared me from any position of authority or responsibility throughout my life. There was a moment during my school days when I was proposed as secretary to the ping pong club but it didn’t take long before black smoke was pouring from the committee room’s chimney signifying a failed ballot. I can tell you that I was mightily relieved not to have the worry of gathering subscriptions from the 10 members and replacing dented balls, which I certainly would have had as a result of trying to gather the said subscriptions. Speaking of balls puts me in mind of pears, phonetically that is, and how good they are in a cake – pears that is – or with chocolate, or with red wine. The seasonal cry of “Hey, grow a pear, why don’t you!”can often be heard resounding through the house as Daddy refuses to build Barbie’s house or to fix the malfunctioning Wii that should have been called WWII. How wise of the partridge to hide in a pear tree. Without the feathers their shape is very similar to a pear, as is Granny’s. The upshot of all this is that I have just made the most delicious pear cake whose scent, colour, warmth, flavour and general fabulousness has started to drive the greyness away. There would be a recipe attached had my daughter not wisely borrowed the book from which it comes – Patricia Wells “Bistro Cooking”.
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Gorgeous both! Pure luck that my daughter hasn’t run off with my copy of Bistro Cooking (which came as a recommendation from you, Roger, and again, lucky for me, I heeded.)
I’m glad you checked out Bistro Cooking – I use it so much. My next Patricia Wells – for the Summer months – is her “Salad as a Meal” which again looks great.
Eurydice will return, as will your daughter with the recipe 😉
Excellent, MD. Such an excellent response:)
Thanks, Rosemary. Beautiful shot, shitty weather:)
Two gorgeous shots in this post! 🙂
Merry Christmas, Leta, and thanks:)
Hmm, gorgeous shots but I was expecting actual balls. Heh.
Sorry to disappoint:)
What an exquisite scene under your ‘dull, damp, grey cushion’. And yes, pears do go beautifully with cake, don’t they? Merry Christmas to you, too 🙂
Thanks for dropping by – have a lovely Christmas:)
Both photo are super & I am glad you did NOT include a recipe!!!!
All my bes wishes for the Holidays!
Thank you for sparing me the recipe.
Fog shots are some of my favorites. I love the drama.
I’m going to have to remember to leave the recipes out:)
Roger, that looks just gorgeous. This I will try.
Loved the ping pong badinage. Dented balls, indeed.
You’ve got to be careful with ping pong:)
Myrhh balls? Thought you did not know . . . For what it is worth: fog time is dream time for me – feel so comfortable being surrounded by such gentleness . . . And Yule – may you and yours be blessed and when the fog lifts may what you see make you smile 🙂 !
Thanks for those lovely wishes – have a great Christmas:)
This pear cake looks divine. I shall try and recreate it using my imagination rather than the recipe you no longer have 🙂
I’ll try and post the recipe when I get the book back:)
I, too, followed your recommendation, Roger, and have a copy of Bistro Cooking. It’s right where I left it. Of course, it had better be otherwise that would mean Max has it. I can state, with reasonable certainty, that Max with a cookbook could not possibly end well.
I continue to scroll up to gaze upon that photo, Roger. The birds flying against a gray background of smoke blending with fog create a dreamscape to my eye. It’s really beautiful.
Thanks for that John. There are so many good recipes in that book. I haven’t found a dud one yet.
Hi, your pictures are excellent, very gorgeous. The pear cake look awesome, very delectable.
Have a nice week ahead.
Thanks for having a look. Have a good Christmas holiday:)
Love those birds in fog! And love Mme. Wells’ Bistro Cooking. Mine is completely falling apart and I am kicking myself for not picking up the “new” copy I recently saw in an antique store. (Egads! Surely it wasn’t that long ago I bought the book??) Oh, yes, and in terms of gravitas, Steve and I are the worst. Just ask anyone who has seen us when stuck in a church for the occasional wedding, funeral, etc. Stifling laughter indeed.
“There’s nothing funny here, Roger” was heard pretty regularly in the schoolroom when I was a child:)
Thank you for the thought of a pear cake. They say it’s the thought that counts, so I will remain happy with the fantasy of enjoying this lovely dessert.
It’s pretty good too when the thought is made cake:)
Am feeling left out – need to buy this book!
It’s really worth it – as is “The Provence Cookbook” also by Patricia Wells:)