I found myself in the position of Algernon Moncrieff’s manservant, Lane, this morning. There were no Passe Crassane pears to be had in the shops.
“No Passe Crassane at all, Lane? “.
“None, Sir. Not even for ready money”.
I drifted back home disconsolately I was warmed with the thought that I had seen two of them in the fruit bowl before I had left for the shops, but only one remained. The Passe Crassane pears had been wolfed down or used in cakes. There is a simple,classic French dessert called La Bourdaine which consists of a very good dessert apple, cored and stuffed with quince or plum jam and then wrapped in sablé pastry. I felt that the last of the PC’s would make a fine alternative, especially if it was stuffed with some membrillo to enhance the hint of quince that it already possessed. It seems I was right. 
Pretty impressive!
I’m glad it turned out so well.
You were so right!
For once:)
Beautiful Roger, I love the way those beautiful pears nestle into that pastry like a warm blanket.
Did you go with the creme anglais?
Cheers
Marcus
I did indeed, Marcus:)
Fantastic! & I don’t even like pears! 🙂
But would you like them if they were blue, Christian:)
I’m impressed your pastry stayed intact after the inevitable slice!
There was a certain amount of finger crossing:)
How long did that last? Was it even cool when you cut it?
It had a short, but very sweet life:)
I can smell them, fresh out of the oven. I do love pears.
It’s the right flavour for this time of the year.
So glad you took that last pear seriously. Would be so shallow to do otherwise!
A pear like that can only be taken seriously:)
I’m seriously impressed – great idea and execution 🙂
Well that’s a compliment indeed, MD. Many thanks:)
Almost too beautiful to eat.
Almost:)
Haha love the title!
Seeing the snow this morning, I wasn’t far wrong:)
How marvelous to be away and come back to a vision of these pairs warming in their little coats:) What a fabulous idea!! xx
It’s very easy and just as good with a delicious apple.
One track mind? Sire, I believe it not 😉 !
I know, it’s disgraceful:)
I so enjoy visiting here, Roger. I started to chuckle the moment I read this post’s title in my “Inbox”. You certainly didn’t disappoint, in word or photography.
Cheers, John:)
scrumptious images!
Scrumptious reality:)
What a great way to keep a pair warm! And tasty I’m sure 🙂
Way to go:)
Both brilliant and gorgeous! What an exquisite treat.
They really are. I’m hoping that some of the pears will be back in the shops today.
Looks fantastic!
Thanks for that, Katya:)
Oh the inspiration! I want to try a few things now. 🙂
With the deep snow this morning, I may well wrap myself in pastry:)
I’ve hear the white stuff is making itself know over there!
It certainly is. I definitely prefer to see it in pictures:)
I don’t mind it much except when people who have lived their whole lives in New England then panic when the first snow hits. How they forget to drive in the stuff is beyond me. We get it every year!
It doesn’t matter what weather there is in the UK – there’s always a problem:)
But when it shuts down for a 1/4″ of snow I can’t help but laugh at my family and friends there.
Oh, Yum. At times like this all my vocabulary flies fleet-footed away and I amd left with only a rumbling stomach.
That’s definitely the right reaction.
Well, it looks delicious, so I guess you were right 😉
There’s no doubt that I was:)
You have a beautiful blog with inspirational photography, it was a pleasure to visit!
Many thanks for that:)
Warm and comforting tastes from your last pear.
The never ending tale of the pear:)