It's true, that lemons grow everywhere in Spain, but not that many of them lay in streets to be driven over! (read the book!)
We did have a lemon tree, but it was less than sucessful. Ed has admitted to hitting the trunk a few times with the strimmer, so that won't have helped it much. In the end, we dug it out, but I do plan to have another one in a different spot in the autumn.
In the meantime, lots of friends have lemons, and they are cheap enough in the supermarket for a bagful anyway.
I decided to make a lemon meringue pie. I'd never made one before, but I love sweets with a bite, so it was worth a go. The big dilema of course, is, if I make it, then I have to eat it. Not such a good idea. So, I decided to make it for a Sunday, and take it to our Spanish friends for tea, so I only needed to eat one bit! (Cunning plan eh?)
First problem - no loose bottomed flan tin. Ah well - a pretty earthenware one would have to do.
Second problem - no baking beans to bake the pastry blind. A quick look on the internet informed me that rice would do fine.
Third problem - no granulated sugar for the meringue. Since when have a few problems stopped me from doing anything?
So, off I went. Mixing, baking, grating, boiling, whisking and baking (again). And the result was spectacular. Beautiful, fluffy, tall, lemon meringue pie. Wow. Time to depart. I popped the cake on the passenger seat for a moment, and went to fetch something else. When I got back to the car, I discovered that the sugar (granulated) had seeped from the meringue, and dribbled all over the car seat. I grabbed some towels, and sat on them for the journey, then had to apologise for he mess when I arrived, with a sticky messy pie!
All was forgiven when we ate it.
I now have some caster sugar and a loose bottomed tin (thanks Mum), and will give it another shot later in the year. Yum.