I’m not sure where I got this idea, but years ago when my mom was dumb enough to let me start cooking (and created this monster, sorry Mama) I had this thing with chicken and pears. I made grilled chicken and some sort of gravy with pears in a pan, and it was usually pretty good!
I hadn’t made anything like that in years, but we had some brie leftover from our sweet trip to Asheville, and pears are, like, everywhere right now.
So, chicken with pears and brie was re-invented! You’ll love this, promise. It’s fancy. Like me. Not.