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Good News! It's a Very Lemon Tart, Gluten Free


Captain Awesome grew up in a family we affectionately refer to as the  Lemon Loving clan.  He and his parents love lemon tart more than chocolate.  Yes, indeed, gasp.  But true.  So recently, after we carted some pretty Meyer lemons home from the market, I thought I would make him a very lemon tart.

Three many tarts later I finally have it.  The first one was a candidate for  baking wreck of the week.  A little too much cornstarch and the lemon filling was smooshy bitter.  The second one was better, but the crust was rather like chewing crust-jerky.  And the filling was still bitter and slightly chewy.  Not what you want in a lemon tart.  Too much pith and brimstone.

The third time was the charm.  This one is so perfect I want to bronze it.  Half the tart is still in the refrigerator but I know it won’t last the day because Captain Awesome already had a piece for breakfast. Continue reading

58 Years of Smitten

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That first Christmas in the old country Vermont farmhouse the entire family swarmed en masse to celebrate with us.  The entire clan pulled on boots and outer gear suitable for the blizzard pouring forth from the sky and we went to find our tree in the acres of wood behind the old house.  The little girls had to be carried on our shoulders because the snow was taller than they were high.  The petite lemon-loving mother-in-law was nearly waist deep in some spots.  Fortunately we didn’t have to wander far to find our wispy pine.  It was tall, stately and going to take every adult to haul it inside.  Once the enormous fir-tree was up, we decorated and drank mulled cider and hot chocolate.  The sound of laughter, giggles and conversation drowned out the holiday music.  It was simply a perfect day.

And not one second of it would have been possible had it not been for a simple twist of fate at a tiny donut shop in California’s Central Valley more than a half century ago.  There, two young Navy boys in sailor blues were passing the time waiting in vain for blind dates that had evidently stood them up.   They were busy consoling themselves with larger than human portions of donuts and coffee. Continue reading