Sweet Sweet Sourness
Mar. 5th, 2013 10:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sakon76Things I am grateful for: having no papercuts on my hands.
Apparently I picked exactly fifty lemons on Sunday, because twenty-seven of them have been peeled and juiced, and there are another twenty-three still waiting on the drainboard.
Twenty-seven lemons equals exactly six cups of juice (to be turned into lemon cordial later this week) and enough peel to be (barely) covered by a 1.75-liter bottle of Stolichnaya. As the gallon jar I'm using to make the limoncello is only half full, I'm pondering picking up a second bottle of vodka and just tossing the rest all in together.
And I still have a tree full of lemons. Though fewer than last year, since the lemon tree got a healthy trimming along with all the rest. And none of the remaining lemons were ripe last weekend. I can now tell ripe from unripe by looking; the lemons turn a slightly deeper, more... orange-y color when ready to be picked.
Apparently I picked exactly fifty lemons on Sunday, because twenty-seven of them have been peeled and juiced, and there are another twenty-three still waiting on the drainboard.
Twenty-seven lemons equals exactly six cups of juice (to be turned into lemon cordial later this week) and enough peel to be (barely) covered by a 1.75-liter bottle of Stolichnaya. As the gallon jar I'm using to make the limoncello is only half full, I'm pondering picking up a second bottle of vodka and just tossing the rest all in together.
And I still have a tree full of lemons. Though fewer than last year, since the lemon tree got a healthy trimming along with all the rest. And none of the remaining lemons were ripe last weekend. I can now tell ripe from unripe by looking; the lemons turn a slightly deeper, more... orange-y color when ready to be picked.
