Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Spring Equinox

"Again she thought of a pear- 
not the everyday gritty kind
 that hung on the tree in the backyard,
 but the fine kind
 sold on trains and at high prices,
 each pear with a paper cone
 wrapping it alone-
 clean pears
 with thin skins,
 with snow-white flesh,
 so juicy and tender
 that to eat one
 baptized the whole face...."
 -Eudora Welty, The Golden Apples (1949)

Excerpt printed as Food For Thought in April Issue of Saveur

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