Friday I called my friend Margit to ask her something or other and she said, “Oh. I forgot to tell you — the pears are ready for picking.” She has a backyard tree.
After lunch I walked down the hill, borrowed a tall kitchen step stool and began to pick pears. Most were green (good pears ripen off the tree), a few were yellow. I took a large bag home and revised my plans for making a large Gravenstein apple pie for my ballad group on Saturday, deciding instead to make a Pear Tart Tatin. This time around I added a jigger of dark rum to the pears after I cut them and sprinkled a few grains of crushed cardamom over the pears and caramel before I laid on the crust.
When the tart tatin was in the oven I noticed that I still had rum in the pie plate where the pears had been. You know I hate to waste things, so I went fishing for the yellowest pears I had, the ones that would not keep another day. I peeled them, cut away the cores and stems and any brown, mushy spots. I plunked them into the rum. After I finished flipping the tart tatin onto a plate I poured the pears and rum into the cast iron skillet and set it in the still warm oven. I hoped the pears would start to cook from the residual heat and perhaps soak up some caramel flavor from the pan.
This morning I wrote and read and listened to music for awhile before breakfast, perhaps a bit too long. I knew I wanted coffee and I knew I needed to cook the pears, but what would I do with them? I didn’t want to take the time to make a pot of oatmeal. Ah. Pain perdu, “lost bread,” aka French toast. Because I was only feeding myself I took 1 long slice of sourdough sandwich bread, cut it in half and toasted it in the toaster oven. While it toasted I beat 1 egg in a shallow pan, added about 1 and 1/2 Tbsp of sugar and a splash of vanilla. I put the bread into the egg mixture, turning it over once.
Meanwhile I set the cast iron skillet on low heat. I heated the pears, rum and leftover caramel for a few minutes, then pushed the pears to the side to continue cooking and added just a smidgeon of butter, perhaps a teaspoon to prevent the bread from sticking. I turned the heat up to medium and cooked the bread on both sides before removing it to a plate and spooning the pears and caramel on top of it.
Food Notes: This made a lovely breakfast as is, but I could imagine adding some ricotta, quark or yogurt for the contrasting flavor.
Other Notes: The Lauren Project is cooking right along. Several people have submitted recipes to the contest. Some people have sent us more than one. But those of you who have not submitted anything yet still have some time: the contest deadline is August 31, 2012, 12 midnight, Pacific Time. After that, Lauren will review (and perhaps test cook) some of the recipes and we will begin awarding prizes. In case you have forgotten, or are new to this contest, the prizes will consist of one red chile pot holder, one signed seasonal cookbook with paintings by Sharyn Dimmick, one copy of Sharyn’s music CD “Paris,” and one Kale Chronicles’ painting of your choice. One prize per person, please. When Lauren chooses her first winner I will contact that person to ask which prize they want and then we will move to the second winner and so on until we are out of prizes. All persons in the USA or Canada who submit recipes will be eligible for free shipping on any Kale Chronicles painting they purchase through the end of 2012.
First, I’m so jealous of your friend’s pear tree! The pain perdu actually sounds perfect to me without having to add any extra flavor contrast. I think its so nice you treat yourself to a special breakfast, even when you’re dining alone!
It is pretty nice to have pears right off the tree, Linda. I was thinking it might be nice to have something a little sour: pears, rum and caramelized sugar are pretty sweet, but I don’t sugar my coffee.
What a great friend you have to share her harvest. I bet she would love to share some of your delicious pain perdu for breakfast next time. I am sure it tastes lovely hot out of the oven with a spot of tea or coffee. Take care, BAM
Thanks, BAM. Margit probably would have loved the French toast, but I was not in the mood for entertaining — I needed to get something in my mouth pronto.
I’m always heard about pain perdu but never made it myself. I’m going to have to try soon!
You will enjoy it, I imagine.
Sharing pears is such a sweet gesture my friend, I’m glad you enjoyed them so well 🙂
Cheers
Choc Chip Uru
Thank you, CCU. I’m behind in my blog reading, which explains why you haven’t seen much of me lately — I’ve been on jury duty, which means being away from my computer all day.
How nice of your friend to share her pears with you, Sharyn, and you certainly put them to good use. The Tart Tatin is a wonderful preparation but using the left-over “juices” to make pain perdu was a great idea. Sounds to me like you enjoyed a fantastic breakfast. Good for you!
Thanks, John. I’m not big on rum for breakfast in general, but I did cook the pears for quite a while…
I must check on Kim’s pear tree (boss, Neighbour, friend) I’m sure it’s just bursting! And pairing the pears with caramel and cardamom sounds wonderful.
It is a good combination, Eva — a change from pear and ginger or pear and cinnamon.
I’m fascinated by how you make your French toast – by toasting it first amd adding a touch of vanilla to the egg. Things I have never tried before. I imagine with the rum-fruit it was delicious. We are just starting to get local plums, every hue and size, the pears will be next. Happiness !
Hi Claire. We’ve never made French toast with milk around here (makes it soggy). I only toast the bread if it isn’t already stale — having the bread dry firms up the texture of the toast and it is very quick to whip up: crack an egg, add a little sugar, vanilla, nutmeg. Whisk. Soak the bread. Fry it in butter. You’re done.
That explains things – about toasting it!
And I never add milk either – no need too, besides the name is a give-away, I’ve grown up knowing it as “eggy bread”
How wonderful to have a friend’s pear tree close and hand…and a friend who will share! I love pears, but it is hard to get any that are decent. Both your Tatin and the Pain Perdue sound so delicious.
Margit doesn’t cook much so she wasn’t going to use many pears from her tree — a win-win. I can always invite her other and make her some pear dessert or breakfast.
Made me hungry! Hope our pears start to bear soon. Right now we are waiting for 3 kinds of figs to ripen: Brown Turkey, Black Mission, and a small purple French plum called Violette de Bordeaux.
Figs! I didn’t buy any this week at the market (I didn’t buy anything at the market with the house full of apples and pears, watermelon and tomatoes).
I’m so glad to hear an update on the Lauren Project. It is such a clever idea, and I am definitely curious about the creative cooks’ submissions. Pain Perdu…I didn’t even know it as French toast. I learn a lot from you! Of course, with your wonderful pear assemblage it is worthy of a name far superior to everyday French toast anyway. The addition of rum is really spectacular. The Tart Tatin sounds like a work of art to me and I would love to try it. Your Sunday morning sounded like a wonderful way to open up a new week, Sharyn. Debra
Thanks, Debra. Do try the tart tatin — it’s one of those simple desserts that looks and tastes way more complicated than it is.
The pear-rum combo sounds absolutely DIVINE!
Thanks, Tiffany.
This post made my mouth water…
Stop drooling on yourself, Miss B. Why am I up at 3 AM reading this? Because I’m in love and can’t sleep. No, not with you, silly…
Forget the pears, rum and vanilla sounds like a wonderful brekky for moi…
Wild thing that you are.
Another gorgeous bake Sharyn!Sorry for my late commenting I’ve been away to Amsterdam for a fewdays. I’m going to check out the Lauren Project now too.The Great British Bake Off just did TarteTatin last night too! Such a lovely treat!
Hey, Lauren, if I had a chance to go to Amsterdam I would go, too.
I need to get a friend who has a pear tree. YEESH. My friends are dropping the ball.
Your pain perdu sounds delicious! That’s one of my favorite french food-related words–lovely, isn’t it?
It is a lovely phrase, Katherine — “lost bread.”
Lost bread… found by Sharyn… and re-invented. 🙂
I love the way you are inspired by the ingredients that present themselves to you (in this case quite literally) to create lovely food. Me, I might go full-cholesterol and try this with creme fraiche on the side. 🙂 Sorry I missed your contest — I’ve been away.
I’m sorry you missed the contest, too, Susan. I’m going to leave the Lauren Project page up so that people can continue to submit recipes for Lauren, although late entries will not be eligible for the prizes.