Wednesday, April 29, 2020

When life gives you lemons....






Reread...

Amazon.com: Carve Her Name With Pride (9781848847422): Minney ...

Carve her name with Pride by R.J.Minney
A biography of Violette Szabo (nee Bushall) Who was the daughter of a French mother and an English father who grew up between France and England.
 She was charming, brave, adventurous, loyal, tough and she  died bravely and  far too young after being captured by the Gestapo in France whilst on an operation for SOE.

I read this long ago ..it is an easy book to read and also a very hard book to read and probably wasn't the best choice in some ways for the moment because the loss of such a vital life is so sad.
Her behavior was so admirable and the contrast to the evil abroad was great.


I'm still enjoying "To War with Whitaker" a lighter War read.... if only because I know Hermione Ranfurly lived to be an old lady!


The sun is still shining and our ducks (Good quackers that they be) are still laying so after managing to buy a bag of gloriously shiny and beautifully lemon scented lemons I decided to make Mircrowave lemon curd and also two trays of Meringues....

Recipes...
Microwave Lemon curd.
4oz/1 stick/226g butter
grated rind & juice of 4 lemons
1 cup/198g sugar
8 egg yolks
large heatproof bowl
............
mix melted butter with lemon and sugar add egg yolks whisk
zap in microwave for 1 minute
whisk
zap for 1 min
whisk
zap for 1 min
whisk
keep going until mix is thick enough to coat back of a spoon and a thermometer registers at 185 degrees f
spoon into clean dry jars
cover, cool and store in the fridge
Result 3 pots of rich sunshine yellow, tangy and totally Yummy lemon curd.


Meringues
Beat/whisk the 8 egg whites till stiff
add 1 cup/198g sugar
and 1/4 tsp cream of tarter (if you have it)
Beat/whisk till stiff
spoon onto baking sheet
bake at 275 f of 2-3 hours

I was going to take a snap of these but the family (and I) didn't want them to risk going off so we ate them .....lol ...if one is hiding in the tin I'll take a snap.

On the neighborly  front  my neighbour who likes a good golden age mystery asked if I had "And then there were none" by Agatha Christie ...the answer was yes and no ... I have the green penguin with the original title and almost wrapped it's cover in brown paper when arranging a socially distanced hand over.
I also found my copy of Murder on the Orient Express which she hasn't read yet ..a much easier book to loan. We had a nice chat and she kindly sent our Guinea pigs some apples and then  retreated with the books and a pot of lemon curd.

Now I think it's a pot of tea and some tangy lemonness on toast.


from an old gravestone

If you hold your nose to the Grindstone
and you leave it there long enough,
Then soon you'll say
there's no such things
as brooks that babble
and birds that sing,
these three will all your world compose,
just you, the stone and your poor old nose.

(from memory so may not be word perfect)