Every year, when I was a young girl, my Mom would can peaches and pears for our large family. I remember her buying 3 bushels of peaches and 2 bushels of pears. She would work all day, and stay up late several nights in a row to get them all done. (How in the world did she do it?) I remember hating pears. They tasted so gritty to me. I would never eat them. But my 8 brothers loved them, so she canned for them. Well, over the years I have learned to like fresh pears. But I have never canned them. This year when the ladies from my church found a great buy on boxes of pears, I decided to buy one and try it out. This is the product of my labors yesterday!
Eleven quarts and fourteen pints. I decided to do pints because with just the two of us we don't eat us much as a big family would. But then I ran out of pints and decided to use my quart jars because I didn't want to buy any more.