Saturday, July 25, 2009
Being born and raised in the Midwestern United States, I was blessed with a mother, grandmother and great-grandmother who started my cooking lessons at a very young age. The grandmothers never used written recipes and while my Mom once in a while pulled out a bit of paper she had made notes on, her normal routine came from within her wonderful mind. Whenever I feel a bit down, I revert to my upbringing and cook something. I thought I might share one of the results...a fresh lemon pie. The lemons came from the tree of a friend and the recipe is from my past. The secret of our merange is to add a bit of flour (this stops the eggs from separating). My husband says it tasted even better than it looks! Wish you were here to share a cup of green tea and a bite of pie.