We left Paris in September with markets that were full of end-of-summer produce and returned in October to find all sorts of fall treats like butternut squash, apples, and pears filling our vegetable baskets and the markets. I tend to eat apples more than pears, but J loves anything pear-flavored. I didn’t quite realize how much he loved pear-flavored things until we were in Sweden and he had pear juice or pear ice cream almost daily (it’s not just him, I was surprised by the number of pear-flavored offerings in stores and restaurants all over Stockholm).
While we were in Sweden, I managed to pull J away from pear-flavored things long enough to pick up some lingonberry paste to use as a garnish on a cheese plate. It sat in the refrigerator for a few months, but we decided to use it for a Swedish version of our weekly wine and cheese dinner. There is a tiny but well-stocked Swedish food store in Paris that we visited Friday night in search of Swedish cheese for our dinner. We left the store with not only some Västerbotten cheese, but also pear juice boxes.
Our pear-fueled weekend continued when we stopped at one of my favorite produce stands at the market to replenish J’s stash of pears. We ended our morning shopping trip by buying a gorgeous pear tart from our favorite bakery. Though I generally leave the pears in the apartment to J (and will probably not be the one drinking the pear juice), I am looking forward to sharing the pear tart with him.
While we were in Sweden, I managed to pull J away from pear-flavored things long enough to pick up some lingonberry paste to use as a garnish on a cheese plate. It sat in the refrigerator for a few months, but we decided to use it for a Swedish version of our weekly wine and cheese dinner. There is a tiny but well-stocked Swedish food store in Paris that we visited Friday night in search of Swedish cheese for our dinner. We left the store with not only some Västerbotten cheese, but also pear juice boxes.
Our pear-fueled weekend continued when we stopped at one of my favorite produce stands at the market to replenish J’s stash of pears. We ended our morning shopping trip by buying a gorgeous pear tart from our favorite bakery. Though I generally leave the pears in the apartment to J (and will probably not be the one drinking the pear juice), I am looking forward to sharing the pear tart with him.
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