Yesterday, MoMo went with me to Barnes & Noble. She chattered the whole way there. That’s always nice because small talk is not my thing. She fills the empty spaces which is fine by me. Though some of what comes out of her mouth … well … unfiltered nonsense. I got this bright idea for a new category (fastest way to kill the category is to actually add one) so I’m just “thinking out loud”. I already have a title The Mother-in-Law Chronicles. Pretty sure it’d only be funny to us but then again, I’m writing for me.
Today, I baked a lemon meringue pie from scratch. My meringue never peaked but I used it anyway. Sure hope it tastes okay. The lemon curd part that I was worried about was surprisingly easy. Guess I watched enough cooking shows to learn how not to scramble the eggs.
My baking kick has been fun. Ever since I dusted off grandma’s old pie crust recipe, I’ve been experimenting. Lately I have seen few memes asking what would you be if you had the job you wanted at age 12? Me? I wanted to be a baker. Maybe I’m trying to capture some of that now. In addition to harvesting tomatoes from the garden, this baking kick is giving me stress relief. Of course my LDL is 109 and B’s A1C reads as prediabetic. Maybe we should cut back? Not cut out mind you since everything in moderation, including moderation.
Now I’m off to harvest. Later than usual since I’m on vacay. Peace out.
As always, more to come.