So I have to be honest, when I do recipe posts my family actually eats them that night. I come home from work, assemble my meal, swat hands away as I put on the finishing touches, take photos, take some more photos, and then I allow everyone to enjoy the food I've cooked up.
It's less that they're hungry and more that they are excited for the exotic meal I've surprised them with. The only clues they receive are those that they can gather from their other senses, which usually only means by scent because I am a pretty speedy kitchen cleaner.
They are also getting more and more impressed with me. As the blog keeps rolling along, I am becoming more enthusiastic in creating meals in the past have only thought of making. Kind of like: "Oh that would be nice to make." "I really ought to make seasonal meals more often." or "Maybe I should make a dessert once in awhile?" Usually those thoughts were as far as I would get. Which is totally fine. Those guys survived my lack luster meals that I scrapped together. But now I am happy to get in the kitchen and create something. I am doing nightly kitchen experiments over here and testing them out on my family before sending them out to you. Don't you feel special?
Tonight I made this while there was a ball battle ragging in my living room and zooming by me in the kitchen. (A ball battle is a lot like dodge ball, but with the air light balls you receive with toddler toys.)
As we were eating this pear dessert I finally placed on the table, with the kids giggling at jokes I couldn't all together follow, my husband stopped with his fork in the air and smiled the most authentic joy-filled smile that any person in the world would love to see - and the meal was a success. Which made me feel that all the failed attempts - I will never forget my failed tuna casserole concoction - whether they be in the kitchen or elsewhere in my world, that a success is not far around the corner if I keep at it. Sounds cliche of course, we all hear this, but it is another thing entirely to realize it. Just keep on keepin' on girl.
Here's one of my tiny success stories, thank you for letting me share it. If you've had a rough day and need a little success, just pour a little maple butter onto pears and eat it - instant success
Maple Baked Pears With Walnuts
- 2 large ripe pears
- 1 tablespoon unsalted butter
- 2 tablespoons packed dark brown sugar
- 2 tablespoons maple syrup
- 1/4 cup crushed walnuts
- 1/4 tsp ground cinnamon
- (optional) vanilla ice cream
Preheat the oven to 350°F. Cut the pears in half and place on a baking sheet. Using a measuring spoon or melon baller, scoop out the seeds.
Melt the butter in a skillet. Add the brown sugar and maple syrup and cook over moderately low heat, stirring, until the sugar is dissolved.
Arrange the pears in a single layer, sprinkle with cinnamon, top with walnuts and maple mixture. Bake for about 30 minutes, basting occasionally with pan juices, until just softened and golden.
Transfer the pears to a platter and keep warm. Remove the extra pan juices from the heat and stir in the vanilla. Pour the syrup over the pears and walnuts. Serve warm or at room temperature - perhaps with a little scoop of ice cream on the side.