thistlebloom
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I got some 'pears' from a guy at work. He said that they were falling off of his tree and that he was raking them up and throwing them in the woods. I told him that if he would bring me some, I would return a jar of pear jam. The next day I found a little shopping bag of what looked like walnuts. They were round, hard as rocks, small enough to hide in a closed fist, and not a single one without rotting spots.
I did the best I could to get anything usable off of them but only ended up with three 1/2pints of so-so jam.
I sure hope he doesn't 'gift' anymore to me....
Oh man! You have my sympathy Cane! But I admit that made me laugh...
After peeling 50ish pounds of pears I thought my hand would be locked in a permanent claw position. Happily it recovered, but I would rather chop and dice peppers, tomatoes and onions endlessly for salsa than peel pears.