Today is "National Lemon Juice Day." I am a big fan of lemon juice. I squeeze it into my water and on my fish. I must admit though that I am not a fan of squeezing lemons. It's entirely too easy get a bit in your eye. So, like most people, I suspect, I keep a little bottle of lemon juice in the refrigerator. I do have one happy lemon memory though. My father's favorite pie was lemon meringue, so one year I made two for his birthday. I was a young wife and mother and I guess I was feeling adventurous. I made that pie the old fashioned way. I made my own crust, squeezed several lemons, stirred all of the ingredients for a long time to make the thick lemon filling, whipped up those egg whites for the meringue and ended up with two amazing pies which I served at my dad's birthday. The house smelled deliciously of lemon and everybody loved the pies. I think I managed to save one piece for my dad to take home, the rest disappeared faster than you can say happy birthday. It doesn't take long for eight people to eat two lemon meringue pies. Those bites just slide right down. I never made another one. The prep vs devour time just wasn't worth it. but I'm glad I can say I did it once.
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