I really didn’t want to make these pears. I put it off for a long time. I’m not entirely sure why. It could be because there’s no chocolate involved, or a dough of any sort. I’m sure it has nothing to do with the fact that this recipe originates from Pennsylvania. In fact, it’s a Pennsylvania Dutch recipe also known as Gapickelti Beera. Say that three times, fast.
First these simmer in a little bath of sugar water with a cinnamon stick, some cloves, and a little allspice.
Then you remove them from the pan, with the liquid, cool them to room temperature, and then cover and refrigerate for an hour. An unlikely turn of events if you ask me.
I don’t know if you can tell from the picture, but I pretty much made hard candy and had to chisel them out of there. Oddly, the recipe says to drain before serving.
Another concern I had with these was that there was no indication that they should be topped with whipped cream or maybe some ice cream. I know. Clearly, I have issues. Nonetheless, I ate one right out of the bowl and it was delicious. I plan to have the leftovers with some toast and peanut butter. Next time I come across a Pennsylvania recipe in Clementine Paddleford’s Great American Cookbook I swear I will not procrastinate.
In other news: I went to Baltimore this weekend. Did you miss me? That’s right. I, being the good wife, flew up Saturday morning so that I could attend Jake’s retirement from the National Guard, then flew back Sunday night. Of course I had to eat somewhere along the way. The plan was to go to dinner with a few friends. Having lived in Pennsylvania, I have been to the Inner Harbor area plenty of times. How was I to narrow down the decision of a dinner destination? Of course I have a book for that. I found Della Notte in Frommer’s 500 Places for Food & Wine Lovers. Supposedly they are known for their cannolis. I am no expert, but I had half of one that was leftover for breakfast and it was all right. I guess I didn’t research enough because the atmosphere wasn’t exactly what I was expecting. However, my salad was great. It was a combination of zucchini and tomatoes, hearts of palm, grilled corn, and a few things I can’t remember. I had the Chilean sea bass with a swiss chard and bean ragout. It was so-so; some of the beans were a little hard. The redeeming quality of the restaurant: the red wine was perfectly chilled. Of course the company was great too.
The true good time was that we stayed at the Four Seasons and when I arrived my friend Juliette was waiting for me! We went to Wit and Wisdom located in the lobby. Ironically, it was a very Southern-oriented menu. We had pimento cheese dip for crying out loud. It was also happy hour, so thanks to Jules I had a few cocktails and proceeded to spill meatballs in my lap . . . which I still ate. Again, fun was had by all.
Eat Well and Savor.