This has been an interesting day- to say the least.
First, the crummy part.
735am: en route to work my phone rings but I miss the call as I am listening to the news.
When I get a hold of Steve, he informs me that The Company made their decision and he is on his way home.
He’s getting severance and we’re more shocked than concerned/worried. He’s a smart guy and I see this as the cosmoses way of kicking him in the pants.
Around 4pm, he sends me a pix message.
Mom and Dad sent me LEMONS!!!!
And he included the caption, “When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade.”
Oh, I should probably divert here… we all have our obsessions… Nat has her books, Dishy has her garbage disposal, Daffy’s got her birds (sorry if I forgot you and your quirk).
Besides antiques, I get all Bubba (as in the character from “Forest Gump”) about lemons.
(oh, and that flashy piece in the back, that’d be my kick-ass spring trench)
“Are those all?!”
Those are the ones going to my friend Heather. The same Heather who made me an ENTIRE tray of lemon tart for my birthday.
So I thought to myself, WHAT am I going to do with near ten pounds of lemons?! (the box was 12 pounds and 2 of those pounds were beer)
A number of them are sliced and freezing (single layer), where upon solidarity, they will be freezer-burn-proofed and placed in water/lemonade/broth/chicken/pasta/shrimp.
Another lot have been zested (yes, I do own a zester, why?) and squeezed, yielding their sweet sweet juices…
Juices for LEMONADE!
That would be my new set of glasses, thanks for noticing! (The Easter Bunny brought me a Kohl’s card and seeing as I was about to drop all of the other crappy glasses…)
Included with my LEMONS was this recently tested with a bit of frozen lemon slice recipe:
3/4 cup cold water
3/4 cup sugar
1 cup fresh lemon juice (about 4-6 lemons)
Mix water and sugar over high heat (you know, a simple sugar!) and let simmer until water is dissolved.
Let simple sugar cool.
Mix sugar solution with lemon juice.
Add about a quart of water- the whole thing yields about two quarts to taste- stir and serve.
I think that when God pees, it’s lemon juice; I love lemons that much.