one week late

Sometimes I become tongue-tied and prefer to hide away in a corner…

preferably a corner with lemon curd, 6 eggs and an oven.  One friend’s kitchen, two evasive kitties, one flopped meringue, twelve eggs beaten sans handbeater, one major muscle workout and one pot of burnt forgotten stewed apples later we were triumphant!

behold…my first ever lemon meringue pie, courtesy of Miss A’s recipe printed apron.