It's Uncle Ed's Pears, Three Ways...

       Delta Lady comes to mind, but in this case in particular, Ed, who is a pear farmer in the Delta, sent us, like always pears until they are coming out our ears.

       I, as always, would conjure forks in the roads, and in this case, the scenerio was plain and simple, Pears, three ways, Juice, Sauce and a Big Pie, with a crisp topping.

      First to  meet their maker were the ones I topped, cut in half and juiced in our "Bullet Express".  Looks to be about a gallon and a half, which is still settling after numerous strains.

         The next bullet to the brain chain was boiling off around 25 pears, running them thru the food mill, and cooking out the water, which takes about an hour and a half.

       The third Wild Child, was to cut up pears, slice them, and spice them in a bowl with a little butter and flour. I then preceded to pre-bake a pie shell.

      I took the infused pears and stuck them in the pre-baked pie shell, and made up a batch of crisp topping, with brown sugar, butter, flour and oatmeal.  Baked this monster for 25 minutes or so, and presto, Pears three ways.  This is Steven, the self proclaimed Lord of the Pears, seeking asylum along the Sacramento Delta Backroads, wishing each and every one of you a Peary, Peary, Great Day, Child