Day 190
I’m so glad I cut back on the sugar on these creamy lemon bars. Licking the spatula with the lemon curd, I had to hold back from putting my face in the pot. It was so tart. It was so delicious. The bag of lemons was screaming lemon bars, but I wanted to do something different than my usual recipe. I watched the video of Melissa Clark making them, and just decided to go for it, despite the odd-sounding ingredient - olive oil. Despite the amount of butter. Despite the guilt. Haven’t told my kids yet that they’re made with olive oil. I will, but right now they are loving them. Maybe I’ll wait until they are all gone.
I’ve been feeling so down about the news lately that when I decided late in the morning to make the lemon bars, my mood lifted. I had to work very fast in order to be done and get them cooling by the time my teaching gig began. Making that decision last minute set my wheels spinning, grating zest, squeezing lemons, separating eggs. But it was worth it. I got my baking high.
And I finally found another book that I think I’m going to love - a mystery novel by Tana French. I could tell by the opening pages. I’m lost without a good book. This afternoon I had all my comforts - my tea, my sweet, my book. Ahhhhh.













