There's not much better than farm fresh Bartletts at $1.50 a pound. They come from up in Placer County and arrive at the Civic Center every Wednesday in winter, right along my route to work.
They're picked just before they're ripe so they can be stacked on top of each other, like apples, and keep from bruising. Allowed to ripen in a brown bag on my desk, they're good on Thursday, great on Friday and perfect on Saturday.
By Sunday, they've begun their quick decline. If I don't make it to the Sunday market, which I usually don't, then it's a few days without pears again, as I wait for Wednesday and the cycle to start over.
They're picked just before they're ripe so they can be stacked on top of each other, like apples, and keep from bruising. Allowed to ripen in a brown bag on my desk, they're good on Thursday, great on Friday and perfect on Saturday.
By Sunday, they've begun their quick decline. If I don't make it to the Sunday market, which I usually don't, then it's a few days without pears again, as I wait for Wednesday and the cycle to start over.
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