Eating the first Meyers Lemon
Wednesday was a busy
day. First of all, there was the tornado warning ---
even deep in our cove, we experienced strong winds and pounding rain,
then the front passed us on by.
More importantly, though, there was the lemon. Thirteen months ago, Mark's mom gave me a dwarf Meyer lemon --- a cute little sprig of a tree about 18 inches tall. Soon, the tree bloomed, and those lemons grew and grew and grew. I've been watching one turn yellow for the last week and a half, but wasn't sure when it'd be ripe enough to eat. Finally, the tree decided to force my hand --- as I moved a nearby plant, the ripe lemon dropped right off.
One lemon was just enough to make two thirds of the recipe of these Luscious Lemon Bars. They were indeed luscious. Lemons two, three, and four are also nearly ripe, so I'm eying other recipes on this comprehensive Meyers Lemon recipe page. Decisions, decisions!
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About us: Anna Hess and Mark Hamilton spent over a decade living self-sufficiently in the mountains of Virginia before moving north to start over from scratch in the foothills of Ohio. They've experimented with permaculture, no-till gardening, trailersteading, home-based microbusinesses and much more, writing about their adventures in both blogs and books.
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