Not these pears. I bought them. I stored them. They ripened. I shared one slice with my dear hubby and then I ate the rest of them. Better luck next time, baby.
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Wednesday, April 27, 2011
The Rare Pear
Not these pears. I bought them. I stored them. They ripened. I shared one slice with my dear hubby and then I ate the rest of them. Better luck next time, baby.
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oohhh i love a good pear, and your pictures make those look wonderful!!!
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