
Every new year in our life brings in something new. No matter how small the discovery, it is so surprising to me that there was always something out there that I either never heard of or saw or tried. Somewhat at the beginning of this year , quite by accident, ( or shall I call it and unexpected sale) I have discovered Ya(or Yali ) pears. So many times before I have passed indifferently by those unappealing piles of carefully wrapped fruit at out Farmers Market. I'm not much of a pear person more of an apple one, so I never felt tempted to buy. A lowered price caught my eye and suddenly buying a fruit that is so meticulously wrapped seemed like an adventure. A curiosity kicked in. I've put few in my cart and didn't even remember to open until I came home. Wow ! An artist in me instantly fell in love with its fragility and almost unreal
yellow, speckled by tiny burnt sienna dots. The taste and smell was even better then its look. I bought so many afterward. Every time before I savor its juices I carefully peal of labels stuck on every fruit and paste them on a paper. Even these little things looked like a piece of art to me and some even ended up in my journal ( becoming almost a pear worshiper here, am I ?) So I guess, from now on, I can officially pass as a pear person.