This is Pear Salad #1.
I expect there will be lots of pear salads, along with all the pear soups, this summer.
And I'm already planning on making pear gelées. (Oh, how pretentious. I mean "pear gum drops." More on that later.)
Funny, though. We had decided to put together a tomato salad for lunch, and I suggested to Cranky that we use up some of our homemade bread, and call it a panzanella.
Fine, he said.
Then I tiptoed into the kitchen and introduced some surreptitious pear cubes into the salad. I felt a little like Jerry Seinfeld's wife, sneaking spinach into the brownies. How scurrilous.
And yet! Dang.
The pears really belong in this salad. A teensy touch of sweet, a little nectar.