You would find me with bowls of Meyer lemons sitting in every room in my house if I had lemon trees instead of snow on the ground in March.
I love New York Shuk's spices! The Sprouts grocery store we go to carries them all. I especially love covering chickpeas in their harissa and shawarma with olive oil and baking until they're almost crispy! I will look for the lemon paste.
I hope Sophie has been enjoying the spring days at home.
Oh no. You wrote about your Meyer lemons once before and here I am, about to head to bed with my mouth watering again.
The broken ankle. Has not been accounted for. I have a million questions, none of which will ever be answered and they've already been asked and unanswered in a million iterations.
I have made preserved lemons the past 2 advents (it takes exactly 4 weeks to make) and I am obsessed. I will need to try some of that paste & your recipe sounds simple & delicious!
I loved reading the intro to your old blog - I would read your food/cook book!
“…fly out of the envelope under the pressure when scanned by the Survey Processing Department, Press Ganey and ignite the whole shebang” May it be so! 🙏🏽 🔥
That pasta sounds lovely, anything with lemon really. Katie was evicted from her last group home because I asked for clarification on how she broke her arm, again. They never did give me an answer and they evicted her because, "I didn't trust them." Perhaps if they had just fucking told me what happened, I would have had more trust. Anyway, turned out for the best as she's now with a much better agency, and no broken bones.
The asides sing.
You would find me with bowls of Meyer lemons sitting in every room in my house if I had lemon trees instead of snow on the ground in March.
I love New York Shuk's spices! The Sprouts grocery store we go to carries them all. I especially love covering chickpeas in their harissa and shawarma with olive oil and baking until they're almost crispy! I will look for the lemon paste.
I hope Sophie has been enjoying the spring days at home.
Oh no. You wrote about your Meyer lemons once before and here I am, about to head to bed with my mouth watering again.
The broken ankle. Has not been accounted for. I have a million questions, none of which will ever be answered and they've already been asked and unanswered in a million iterations.
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love your thin-skinned nearly sweet quite zesty tiny little mother mind
There was such community among loggers in the olden days. I do miss it. Your dish looks sounds and smells delicious.
I have made preserved lemons the past 2 advents (it takes exactly 4 weeks to make) and I am obsessed. I will need to try some of that paste & your recipe sounds simple & delicious!
I loved reading the intro to your old blog - I would read your food/cook book!
“…fly out of the envelope under the pressure when scanned by the Survey Processing Department, Press Ganey and ignite the whole shebang” May it be so! 🙏🏽 🔥
That pasta sounds lovely, anything with lemon really. Katie was evicted from her last group home because I asked for clarification on how she broke her arm, again. They never did give me an answer and they evicted her because, "I didn't trust them." Perhaps if they had just fucking told me what happened, I would have had more trust. Anyway, turned out for the best as she's now with a much better agency, and no broken bones.
Sending hugs and love to you and Sophie.
That sounds like a sort of lemon pasta perfection.