cinnalicious for breakfast

these lovely pears are all eated up now. they were from the lovely greengrocer/florist near the northcote social club, and the groovy italian fella there helped me pick the best pears for bottling. his pear intelligence is to be thanked. no i can't remember what they were. delicious?

























don't they look pretty and pure there in the bottles? the big ol' stick of cinnamon changed all that pretty quickly. soon enough they became a spicy golden colour, the stunners.
what with the cold nights creeping into our little country cottage now, looks like the porridge pears will be making another appearance...