I was resting and now I am awake and I am NOT squeezing lemons, okay?
Now, probably all of you know about freezing lemon or lime juice, but mama had never done it, preferring to just squeeze her stash as they dropped and use them in cooking for pasta sauces or limoncello or chutney (my favourite because I love to smell it cooking!), but after talking with her neighbour, Christine, she is squeezing the daylights out of her windfall and freezing the juice in ice trays (bacque de glaçon) and then storing the little cubes of lemon juice in ziplocks.
Well, that takes care of that.
Now for the limoncello (I know this sounds nuts but mama is making her presents for holidays now while she has a bit of time…normally she starts in October but summer is so much easier, especially if you have lemons, haha).
The process for this is in another blog with details.
Now if we only had tomatoes so mama could make lunch! The pathetic ones in the garden are a source of depression for her daily. BUT—there are THREE squash on the courgette plant! Hallelujah.
Pathetically small but what the heck.
Pasta with zucchine sauce!!! And yes, there is an ‘e’ on zucchine. But what the heck…
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You don’t want to squeeze lemons, Loulou…those things will make you pucker up!
Hey, I keep far away when mama is juicing. I mean squeezing lemons, that is, haha. Mama doesn’t really juice as in juice. She gets a headache with one half glass of vino!
LOULOU – you ever tasted a lemon!!?? EEK!!!! I don’t know what those humanoids see in them!! I was drooling the other day when mama was slicing one and she let me sniff it – oooweeee – even I Mya (aka hoover) didn’t want it!!
Well, mama still has a huge stash of limoncello – and mandarincello and she and papa sure do think it’s great stuff. Just give me kibbles. BUT – she puts the juice in those little plastic baggie-thingys that are made for little ice cubes that take up hardly any space. She pours the juice into the ice-cube-forming baggies with a small funnel and they lie flat in the freezer, taking up hardly any space! She now has another stash that are water-filled for ice cubes for her Apérol Spritzes. Strange, the taste of anthros…..
Aperol WHATS? I want one of those NOW. Er…I’m speaking for mama of course.
Our zucchini is a little smaller.
Well, I hope yours grows a bit. Ours is stunted I think.
Is ‘zucchini” the plural ?Cause you rarely have only one.
A zucchina is one and zucchine are two and god knows where zucchini came from.
Your mama is so ambitious, but starting early while she has the time is a good idea. We hope everything turns out real lemony and delicious.
Hey, you gotta strike while the lemons are falling.
Way to put your paw down, Loulou! No squeezing lemons for you!
I sort of make a mess anyway….it’s the claw thing, you know, jucice everywhere, a real pastiche! Mess.