11 ½ of them to be exact. The half lemon is because one of them is brown on one side but I can’t bring myself to throw it out. I have raised it since it was a wee little thing.
These are all my lemons. Harvested from my own lemon plant. This is very exciting. I have been nurturing this baby for about 4 years. Nurturing might not exactly be the right word since the poor thing has dropped all its leaves at least twice from severe neglect. But we get along much better now, and the lemon plant seems very happy. Happy enough to give me 11 ½ lemons.
These are Meyer lemons, a cross between a lemon and a mandarin. The taste is sweeter than a regular lemon, something like a lemon-orange combo. Now, since I grew all these puppies from scratch, I won’t be using them for just any old lemony thing. No squeezing these over a little salad or into some soda water. I am planning an entire Meyer Lemon meal. It will be a special, lemon-celebration occasion.
Here are the links to the recipes I am thinking of using. First, we start with Spaghetti with Mascarpone, Meyer Lemon, Spinach, and Hazelnuts, which uses 2 lemons. Then we enjoy Meyer Lemon Grain Salad with Asparagus, Almonds and Goat Cheese, which also uses 2 lemons. I know that’s 2 grains in a row, but it’s my menu and they both sound good to me. We follow up with a good, old-fashioned Lemon Poppy Seed Cake with Meyer Lemon Curd, which uses 5 lemons. And the grand finale is a Mile-High Lemon Meringue Pie, which takes 6 lemons. And I know that’s 2 desserts in my lemon meal, but no one in my family will complain.
If you’re adding up the lemons, you’ll notice I’m about 5 ½ lemons short. Cut out a dessert maybe? Not a chance. Better to sneak in some store-bought lemon impostors.
This meal will have to be postponed a while until my youngest recovers from a knee injury and can eat foods that are not on her anti-inflammatory diet. Should be about 2 weeks or so. Until then, I have wrapped my babies carefully and hidden them in the downstairs fridge.
My daughter keeps asking me what I will do to fill the Olivia-sized hole that’s left when she goes off to university next year. I think I might grow lemons. The payback is delicious, and the backtalk is minimal.