Pear Tart "Poem Corner View"
Isn't life poetry in motion? Doesn't this tart look like a perfect piece of poetry? It is! Served with whip cream or drizzle of Carmel sauce this tart is perfect for a cold winter day.
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farm-house at the garden's end.
The sled and traveler stopped, the courier's feet
Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed
In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Come see the north wind's masonry.
Out of an unseen quarry evermore
Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer
Curves his white bastions with projected roof
Round every windward stake, or tree, or door.
Speeding, the myriad-handed, his wild work
So fanciful, so savage, naught cares he
For number or proportion. Mockingly,
On coop or kennel he hangs Parian wreaths;
A swan-like form invests the hidden thorn;
Fills up the farmer's lane from wall to wall,
Maugre the farmer's sighs; and, at the gate,
A tapering turret overtops the work.
And when his hours are numbered, and the world
Is all his own, retiring, as he were not,
Leaves, when the sun appears, astonished Art
To mimic in slow structures, stone by stone,
Built-in an age, the mad wind's night-work,
The frolic architecture of the snow.
1cup of flour
1 stick of butter
1/2 cup of sugar
1/4 teaspoon of baking powder
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon of almond extract
1/2 slightly ripened pear slices into very thin wedges
cinnamon sugar sprinkled over the top
bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes
let sit for 30 minutes after baking
In a mixing bowl combine eggs, sugar, extract, and butter. Then add in dry ingredients of flour, salt, baking powder. Slice pear in thin wedges. Butter a springform pan and spread out batter than add the pear wedges. Sprinkle with cinnamon sugar and bake.