Pear

November 20, 2012:
I already know as I uncork one of seven bottles of  the pear that there is no hope. I had a couple of cups set aside after bottling that I would taste frequently and test in various simple recipes. I had thrown it out a while ago. I have been hoping the bottles would taste a sweet song of soured nectar.

Disappointed. Yet pleased with the history and growth I gained from the process. I am not quite sure how to describe exactly what I grew but through all the spoonfuls I consumed quite a bit.

Spoiled Rotten Pear, Batch #1 2012: Hopefully living happily in the SF bay.