Armed with the confidence built up from the last few successes in the kitchen—”success” is subjective, right?—I decided to test my budding culinary skills with fresh lemon meringue pie. I haven’t baked a successful pie ever since I accidentally made a rancid cheesecake, brought it a work potluck, and was subsequently embarassed thoroughly, and have thus messed up every pie since with that memory subconsciously crippling my once-awesome cheesecake-baking skills. BUT my lemon tree bears much fruit and my backyard has been literally raining fruit, so I thought I should start building up a repertoire of lemon recipes. Also I had all the other ingredients sans pie crust on hand, so there was minimal hard-earned money spent!
So many lemons! All the low hanging fruit was gone; I suspect garden gnomes. Also, the ladder proved to be inefficient when you can just shake the tree for all the ripe lemons. It's raining lemons! They hurt though, btw.
This is where the meringue succeeded; apparently using a metal bowl vice plastic bowl makes a difference! Found that out the first go-around :(
WAHAH PIE WIN!
So, now that I know I can bake pies successfully again, I’m excited for the apples ripening on the tree in the backyard! Come September, I will conquer apple pies!