I remember when I was little, I used to spend every summer time in the country side at my grand parents’ house in Romania. It was a small house, my grandparents had built it themselves. My grandfather kept telling me stories about how they used to build houses back in the day, using clay, straw and wood. It was fascinating.
We had no technology available, no television..well we had it but there was only one channel available and that was the only channel streaming Sailor Moon (I was obsessed with it) I think once a week. Can you image that now? The kids would not be able to survive without technology today haha!
I would spend my days in the nature, exploring, picking flowers, taking care of the chickens or helping with the garden. I played a lot by myself, i was a loner from a young age. I would build my little kitchen near the chicken nests and play there every day, they were my little friends.
We couldn’t afford to buy toys but I was obsessed with Barbie dolls and wanted to own them all but they were so damn expensive in Romania so I would play with them rarely when I would hang with my best friend Paola. Both my mom and grandma knew who to sow really well so they taught me too. So me and Paola started making clothes for the dolls and we would “host” Barbie runways lol! So much fun haha!
Of course Barbie houses cost a fortune to own so we would “build” that too, our way, using scarfs, pieces of wood, random fabrics and anything we could find around the house.
Everything we ate was from the garden, and i mean EVERY single thing. That’s was the culture in the Romanian country side. And everything tasted so damn good. I would eat the sweetest tomatoes from the garden for breakfast, climb cherry trees and hang there for hours until grandma would start yelling because she didn’t know where I was hiding.
Little did I know that those times would end sooner or later and I would wake up one day regretting the fact that I didn’t appreciate enough those times.
The only thing I can do is keep the memories alive by writing about them and bring back the smell and flavours i grew up with, at least a very small part of it.
That’s what I tried to do with this recipe. The house smelled so good, I could close my eyes and see my 7 year old self running around grandma’s kitchen waiting to indulge in one of my favourite desserts.
I hope you’ll like it as well!
6 bosc pears or whichever you prefer
100 g crumbled walnuts
1 tsp cardamom powder or cinnamon
12 tbsp maple syrup (1 tsbp for each half pear)
Pre heat the oven to 180C/350F.
Cut the pears in half and scoop out the seeds.
Place the pears on a baking sheet making sure the half pears sit upright, just cut a tiny sliver off the other side of half.
Top the pears with crumbled walnuts, sprinkle with cardamom, top with walnuts and drizzle 1 tbsp maple syrup over each half.
Bake the pears for about 25-30 minutes.
Remove from the oven and enjoy!