A few days ago, my laptop bit the dust. I'm hoping it's something minor, but in the meantime, it's off to HP to be fixed and will be gone at least two weeks.
That leaves me with my old laptop that is barely limping along. I *might* be able to get a photo done this week for Project 52, if I can find my camera cord and can get this old thing to work. Otherwise, no photos for the next couple of weeks.
Boo.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Week 8
Week 8's theme was 'The view from here...'
I looked outside. Blinding white snow, everywhere. Well, that's not much of a view. I considered doing my favourite view every morning (coffee cup on my lap), but meh. I took a few shots of various things. Tried some different points of view. Still had nothin'.
This morning Charlie got ahold of one of my (many) pairs of glasses, and I thought, hey--his view is drastically different now, considering the strength of my prescription. Before I made him take them off ("You'll hurt your eyes!11!1!"), I snapped a few photos. He was especially interested in how the floor and his hands looked with them on.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Violet
This beautiful little girl is my niece, Violet. She'll be three in a couple of weeks, and later in March, she'll have been here in Canada a whole year. For five years we all waited for her--and now it feels like she's always been here! I still remember being at the airport when she arrived here from China with her Patti, Roger, and Tori. I'll never forget it. Violet is sweet and smart and hilarious. She's tough and nobody has a smile like she does. We love you, Violet!!
With relation to the photography, this session was a bit of a challenge not only because she's an active 2-year-old (although she did great!), but because I couldn't get the background to look right when I edited. It had a lot of creases in it and I was too impatient to do anything about it when I took the shots. Hopefully the gorgeous subject will distract you from any technical flaws. ;)
A few from our shoot:
Sigh. Sigh sigh sigh. Cutest little thing ever.
With relation to the photography, this session was a bit of a challenge not only because she's an active 2-year-old (although she did great!), but because I couldn't get the background to look right when I edited. It had a lot of creases in it and I was too impatient to do anything about it when I took the shots. Hopefully the gorgeous subject will distract you from any technical flaws. ;)
A few from our shoot:
Sigh. Sigh sigh sigh. Cutest little thing ever.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Ma-ma-ma-MACRO!
So, among the bajillion things I wanted for camera gear, a macro lens was fairly high up. However, a macro lens is really just for playing. It's not like I'd get a ton of use out of it. So I was hesitant to drop six hundred bucks on a macro lens.
Instead, I went with extension tubes, which I bought on eBay for fifteen bucks. All they do is place your lens further from your camera, which allows you to get closer to your subject. (How's that for a detailed description?) Basically, one can turn almost any lens above a 35mm into a macro lens. Hooray!
Here's a shot, first, with my 50mm, no extension tubes. This is how close I can get and still keep the baby's breath in focus. (Note: it's insanely dark here today, so my kitchen light was on and I was still shooting wide open. I loathe dim days!)
Add the extension tubes, and this is what baby's breath looks like:
The depth of field is so shallow since I had to shoot wide open, so it's the bubbles INSIDE the water drop that are in focus.
This is a tiny bud on my Christmas cactus. Pretty little thing, isn't it?
I can see my camera will be in my hands non-stop for the next few days. Macro is fun!
Instead, I went with extension tubes, which I bought on eBay for fifteen bucks. All they do is place your lens further from your camera, which allows you to get closer to your subject. (How's that for a detailed description?) Basically, one can turn almost any lens above a 35mm into a macro lens. Hooray!
Here's a shot, first, with my 50mm, no extension tubes. This is how close I can get and still keep the baby's breath in focus. (Note: it's insanely dark here today, so my kitchen light was on and I was still shooting wide open. I loathe dim days!)
Add the extension tubes, and this is what baby's breath looks like:
The depth of field is so shallow since I had to shoot wide open, so it's the bubbles INSIDE the water drop that are in focus.
This is a tiny bud on my Christmas cactus. Pretty little thing, isn't it?
I can see my camera will be in my hands non-stop for the next few days. Macro is fun!
Books, books, books.
I asked my Facebook friends for the title of thier favourite book. Then I tried to think of mine. Um, TOUGH. So here's a lovely pile of my favourite books, and my reasonings behind them.
In no particular order:
1. The Watch That Ends the Night - Hugh MacLennan. I read this in Early Canadian Lit, and absolutely loved it. My professor had to track down copies of it from all over the place since it's not in print anymore, and it's one of the few novels I had to read for my English degree that I really got into. In fact, I loved it so much that when I took Canadian Lit a few years later, I did my final paper comparing the main character of Ernest Buckler's 'The Mountain and the Valley' with Jerome from this book. I remember standing outside of my professor's office, terrified to go in and give him my proposed thesis, since it wasn't on the list he gave us. He approved, and I got an A+. Love this book.
2. The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society - Mary Ann Schaffer and Annie Barrows. This is a fairly new book and I read it earlier this year. Fantastic! It is sweet and light and lovely, and really, everything about it is perfect. I highly recommend it.
3. The Stone Angel - Margaret Laurence. I am sure anyone who had to read this in 12th grade is gasping at me, "Are you kidding me!?" We all hated this book. I think I hated it because my friends did, really. But I found myself wanting to read it again. And then again. I seem to have a thing for somewhat bleak stories set in poor Canadian communities, spanning the lifetime of characters, and this is no exception. It's also the reason I love several David Adams Richards books. It's sad and so precisely written. I can imagine what being an old woman is like, just reading about Hagar.
4. Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden. I almost can't believe this book is fiction. It's incredible. I knew nothing about geishas before reading it, and I devoured this book. Read it. You won't regret it. I have another book about geishas waiting on my shelf to be read (soon, soon!), and I'm looking forward to it.
5. A Scandalous Life - Mary S. Lovell. True story about a woman in the 1800s who married several men, the last being a desert Sheikh, and caused all kinds of scandal. It's unbelievable. I cheered for her the entire time. What an incredible life she led.
6. The Nine Lives of Charlotte Taylor - Sally Armstrong. I almost didn't inclue this because I was really irritated by the author's notes at the end of the book, which contained information I really would have preferred to have known at the beginning. However, it's a wonderful book about a woman named Charlotte Taylor, one of the first woman to settle along the Miramichi. I really love local/New Brunswick history and this one is no exception.
7. Redeeming Love - Francine Rivers. First of all, Ms. Rivers is incredible. Several of her other books could be on this list - the Mark of the Lion series, And the Shofar Blew, etc. But this one gets top billing. It's a retelling of the Biblical story of Hosea, now set in gold rush country near San Francisco in the 1800s. I am not a crier--anyone can tell you this--and every single time I read this (about once a year), I sob my way through several sections of this book. It's amazing. Read it.
8. Lives of Girls and Women - Alice Munro. I also should include 'Friend of My Youth' by the same author in here, which is a collection of short stories about old friends. This book in particular is one of those wonderful coming-of-age stories, and I just really enjoyed it. In fact, I'm due for a re-read (if I haven't already made it clear, I love re-reading books).
9. Where the Red Fern Grows - Wilson Rawls. This is usually the book I list as my favourite. Ever since reading it in fourth grade, I have loved every single bit of this novel. I know I had read it twenty times. I even made Dave, who isn't much of a reader, read this book shortly after we were married and he really enjoyed it. I'm sure most people have read this, so no need to sum it up, but oh, it makes me cry. Such a bond. I even took it with me to Europe. I remember sitting in a huge marble bathtub at a hotel in Austria, reading this comforting old book. Love.
10. Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea - Jules Verne. This isn't really my 'type' of book; it's more or less an adventure novel set a couple hundred years ago, and I usually prefer more character-driven stuff. However, I read the Children's Illustrated version of this as a kid, over and over and over (along with Little Women and Black Beauty), and then bought the full version and devoured it as well. It's fascinating and very imaginative.
11. The Blue Castle - Lucy Maud Montgomery. I used to be a huge Anne fan, but I rarely re-read those; instead, when I want an LMM fix, I head straight for this one. It's funny, sweet, sad, and surprising, about a young woman stuck in a loveless home with a couple of old batty women. She marries the man in town that everyone thinks is crazy and/or evil, and from there, all kinds of interesting things happen. That's a very vague description because I don't want to ruin the book for anyone, but trust me, it's a wonderful read.
12. British Kings and Queens. Erm. I've re-read this book, which basically just details the lives of British monarchs over the past two thousand years, an embarrassing number of times. I love British history, but I'm terrible at keeping facts about various monarchs straight, so I find myself wondering which king did what, and then I'm halway through this book, devouring the information like it's food. I remember reading it when I worked at the historical society, sitting in the master bedroom on a chair, watching out the bay windows for visitors. Love it.
13. Mine for Keeps - Jean Little. This was one of my favourites when I was a child. It's so sweet but packs a lot of punch, too. I'd recommend it to any young girls. I think I read it last year again, and remembered just how wonderful it is. Really, I love children's novels - Ramona Quimby and Old Yeller and Judy Blume books. This one makes the list, too.
14. The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks - Rebecca Skloot. I read this after Christmas and WOAH. Awesome. I do read a lot of non-fiction, but this was one I just couldn't put down. It's about a woman (of the title name) who died of cancer half a century ago. Her cells did not die, and HeLa cells were cultivated by the billions, used in research for most of the cures and treatments we know of today. Her family did not know this at all. It goes back and forth between the story of the HeLa cells, and the Lacks family as they came to grips with all of this. Excellent.
Oh, there are so many more I could include. I enjoy Philippa Gregory, Jacquelyn Mitchard, Anita Shreve. 'The Kite Runner' and 'A Thousand Splended Suns' made me cry and were both difficult and easy to read. Siri Mitchell and 'Stiff' and 'The Memory Keeper's Daughter'. But I had to stop somewhere, right?
Had to ask the kidlet, too. His favourite book is Richard Scarry's 'Cars and Trucks and Things That Go'. He says it's because he gets to look for Goldbug on every page.
I love it that he loves books. I hope he always does.
Soon to come: macro photography. I got a macro extension tube kit in the mail today and oh, I am having WAY too much fun!
In no particular order:1. The Watch That Ends the Night - Hugh MacLennan. I read this in Early Canadian Lit, and absolutely loved it. My professor had to track down copies of it from all over the place since it's not in print anymore, and it's one of the few novels I had to read for my English degree that I really got into. In fact, I loved it so much that when I took Canadian Lit a few years later, I did my final paper comparing the main character of Ernest Buckler's 'The Mountain and the Valley' with Jerome from this book. I remember standing outside of my professor's office, terrified to go in and give him my proposed thesis, since it wasn't on the list he gave us. He approved, and I got an A+. Love this book.
2. The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society - Mary Ann Schaffer and Annie Barrows. This is a fairly new book and I read it earlier this year. Fantastic! It is sweet and light and lovely, and really, everything about it is perfect. I highly recommend it.
3. The Stone Angel - Margaret Laurence. I am sure anyone who had to read this in 12th grade is gasping at me, "Are you kidding me!?" We all hated this book. I think I hated it because my friends did, really. But I found myself wanting to read it again. And then again. I seem to have a thing for somewhat bleak stories set in poor Canadian communities, spanning the lifetime of characters, and this is no exception. It's also the reason I love several David Adams Richards books. It's sad and so precisely written. I can imagine what being an old woman is like, just reading about Hagar.
4. Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden. I almost can't believe this book is fiction. It's incredible. I knew nothing about geishas before reading it, and I devoured this book. Read it. You won't regret it. I have another book about geishas waiting on my shelf to be read (soon, soon!), and I'm looking forward to it.
5. A Scandalous Life - Mary S. Lovell. True story about a woman in the 1800s who married several men, the last being a desert Sheikh, and caused all kinds of scandal. It's unbelievable. I cheered for her the entire time. What an incredible life she led.
6. The Nine Lives of Charlotte Taylor - Sally Armstrong. I almost didn't inclue this because I was really irritated by the author's notes at the end of the book, which contained information I really would have preferred to have known at the beginning. However, it's a wonderful book about a woman named Charlotte Taylor, one of the first woman to settle along the Miramichi. I really love local/New Brunswick history and this one is no exception.
7. Redeeming Love - Francine Rivers. First of all, Ms. Rivers is incredible. Several of her other books could be on this list - the Mark of the Lion series, And the Shofar Blew, etc. But this one gets top billing. It's a retelling of the Biblical story of Hosea, now set in gold rush country near San Francisco in the 1800s. I am not a crier--anyone can tell you this--and every single time I read this (about once a year), I sob my way through several sections of this book. It's amazing. Read it.
8. Lives of Girls and Women - Alice Munro. I also should include 'Friend of My Youth' by the same author in here, which is a collection of short stories about old friends. This book in particular is one of those wonderful coming-of-age stories, and I just really enjoyed it. In fact, I'm due for a re-read (if I haven't already made it clear, I love re-reading books).
9. Where the Red Fern Grows - Wilson Rawls. This is usually the book I list as my favourite. Ever since reading it in fourth grade, I have loved every single bit of this novel. I know I had read it twenty times. I even made Dave, who isn't much of a reader, read this book shortly after we were married and he really enjoyed it. I'm sure most people have read this, so no need to sum it up, but oh, it makes me cry. Such a bond. I even took it with me to Europe. I remember sitting in a huge marble bathtub at a hotel in Austria, reading this comforting old book. Love.
10. Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea - Jules Verne. This isn't really my 'type' of book; it's more or less an adventure novel set a couple hundred years ago, and I usually prefer more character-driven stuff. However, I read the Children's Illustrated version of this as a kid, over and over and over (along with Little Women and Black Beauty), and then bought the full version and devoured it as well. It's fascinating and very imaginative.
11. The Blue Castle - Lucy Maud Montgomery. I used to be a huge Anne fan, but I rarely re-read those; instead, when I want an LMM fix, I head straight for this one. It's funny, sweet, sad, and surprising, about a young woman stuck in a loveless home with a couple of old batty women. She marries the man in town that everyone thinks is crazy and/or evil, and from there, all kinds of interesting things happen. That's a very vague description because I don't want to ruin the book for anyone, but trust me, it's a wonderful read.
12. British Kings and Queens. Erm. I've re-read this book, which basically just details the lives of British monarchs over the past two thousand years, an embarrassing number of times. I love British history, but I'm terrible at keeping facts about various monarchs straight, so I find myself wondering which king did what, and then I'm halway through this book, devouring the information like it's food. I remember reading it when I worked at the historical society, sitting in the master bedroom on a chair, watching out the bay windows for visitors. Love it.
13. Mine for Keeps - Jean Little. This was one of my favourites when I was a child. It's so sweet but packs a lot of punch, too. I'd recommend it to any young girls. I think I read it last year again, and remembered just how wonderful it is. Really, I love children's novels - Ramona Quimby and Old Yeller and Judy Blume books. This one makes the list, too.
14. The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks - Rebecca Skloot. I read this after Christmas and WOAH. Awesome. I do read a lot of non-fiction, but this was one I just couldn't put down. It's about a woman (of the title name) who died of cancer half a century ago. Her cells did not die, and HeLa cells were cultivated by the billions, used in research for most of the cures and treatments we know of today. Her family did not know this at all. It goes back and forth between the story of the HeLa cells, and the Lacks family as they came to grips with all of this. Excellent.
Oh, there are so many more I could include. I enjoy Philippa Gregory, Jacquelyn Mitchard, Anita Shreve. 'The Kite Runner' and 'A Thousand Splended Suns' made me cry and were both difficult and easy to read. Siri Mitchell and 'Stiff' and 'The Memory Keeper's Daughter'. But I had to stop somewhere, right?
Had to ask the kidlet, too. His favourite book is Richard Scarry's 'Cars and Trucks and Things That Go'. He says it's because he gets to look for Goldbug on every page.
I love it that he loves books. I hope he always does.
Soon to come: macro photography. I got a macro extension tube kit in the mail today and oh, I am having WAY too much fun!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Frittata
So. I'm on a bland diet. This makes life all kinds of difficult, and makes me all kinds of cranky. I decided to make a frittata for supper, because hey, soft eggs = bland, right? Good enough.
First thing I did was saute the heck out of mushrooms and onions. Normally I wouldn't soften them quite this much, but for the sake of my stomach, here we go:
Now we need eggs. I secretly hoped I had six in there, but there were only four. Fair enough!
Crack 'em into a bowl and add seasonings of your choice. For me, it was pepper, salt, garlic, basil, and parsley. I also poured in some skim milk.
Chuck in the veggies and whatever else you want. For me, that was shredded cheddar and some spinach.
Put it in the oven (in a sprayed pie plate or springform) at 350F for 25-30 minutes.
In the meantime, grab your camera and take pictures of random things! Wheee! Last night I made fantastic homemade hot chocolate but the lighting was hideous for taking a picture. Today I made an infinitely less interesting beverage, but it still looked nommy:
I made rice pudding, too. With almond milk. Hey, maybe this bland diet isn't so bad after all!
Wheee, pretty dollar store flower!
Wheee, brown-eyed kidlet!
Aaaaand she's done. Lookin' good!
Mmmmmm, eggy goodness:
Verdict: easy, cheap, and delicious. Husband loved it. Kid ate a few bites and then zeroed in on husband's toast. He didn't DISLIKE it, so I take that as a good thing. I think I slightly prefer quiche, but this was really good.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to lie on the couch and whine about my stomach.
First thing I did was saute the heck out of mushrooms and onions. Normally I wouldn't soften them quite this much, but for the sake of my stomach, here we go:
Now we need eggs. I secretly hoped I had six in there, but there were only four. Fair enough!
Crack 'em into a bowl and add seasonings of your choice. For me, it was pepper, salt, garlic, basil, and parsley. I also poured in some skim milk.
Chuck in the veggies and whatever else you want. For me, that was shredded cheddar and some spinach.
Put it in the oven (in a sprayed pie plate or springform) at 350F for 25-30 minutes.
In the meantime, grab your camera and take pictures of random things! Wheee! Last night I made fantastic homemade hot chocolate but the lighting was hideous for taking a picture. Today I made an infinitely less interesting beverage, but it still looked nommy:
I made rice pudding, too. With almond milk. Hey, maybe this bland diet isn't so bad after all!
Wheee, pretty dollar store flower!
Wheee, brown-eyed kidlet!
Aaaaand she's done. Lookin' good!
Mmmmmm, eggy goodness:
Verdict: easy, cheap, and delicious. Husband loved it. Kid ate a few bites and then zeroed in on husband's toast. He didn't DISLIKE it, so I take that as a good thing. I think I slightly prefer quiche, but this was really good.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to lie on the couch and whine about my stomach.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Week 7
First of all, Happy Valentine's Day! We did our celebrating today since Dave works a 24 hour shift tomorrow. We decided to give Charlie his little gift this afternoon so Dave could be in on it. Here he is, opening his card, and declaring, "This is the card I ALWAYS wanted!"
Also: my darling husband and wonderful boy gave me a dozen gorgeous long-stemmed red roses on Friday. Not only for Valentine's, but just because of some stuff that has been going on. I was so touched. One of the prettiest:
So week 7's theme is 'Open your heart'. Once again, I was unable to come up with...well, anything, really. Except maybe opening heart-shaped chocolates, which was a popular (but well-executed) submission.
This afternoon Charlie was at my parents' house, and Dave and I took to making him a surprise. He's very much into the movie 'Underdog' right now, and wistfully told me he wished he had a shirt with a 'U' on it so he could be UNDERBOY. So I sneakily bought a few supplies yesterday, and this afternoon I cut out a U and a cape, and my husband (who is infinitely better with his hands than I am) sewed it on. Charlie opened it and was thrilled. I had my camera on hand for the process, and thought it was a pretty good example; nothing says opening your heart to someone like a man settling down for a cosy afternoon of sewing something for them. He must love that kid a lot. ;)
UNDERBOY!
Also: my darling husband and wonderful boy gave me a dozen gorgeous long-stemmed red roses on Friday. Not only for Valentine's, but just because of some stuff that has been going on. I was so touched. One of the prettiest:
So week 7's theme is 'Open your heart'. Once again, I was unable to come up with...well, anything, really. Except maybe opening heart-shaped chocolates, which was a popular (but well-executed) submission.
This afternoon Charlie was at my parents' house, and Dave and I took to making him a surprise. He's very much into the movie 'Underdog' right now, and wistfully told me he wished he had a shirt with a 'U' on it so he could be UNDERBOY. So I sneakily bought a few supplies yesterday, and this afternoon I cut out a U and a cape, and my husband (who is infinitely better with his hands than I am) sewed it on. Charlie opened it and was thrilled. I had my camera on hand for the process, and thought it was a pretty good example; nothing says opening your heart to someone like a man settling down for a cosy afternoon of sewing something for them. He must love that kid a lot. ;)
UNDERBOY!
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Week 6
Week six of Project 52 wasn't easy. I guess maybe if I went with my first ideas, it would have been, but the Flickr group filled up with similar ideas pretty quickly, so I wanted to find something else.
The theme? Words.
Since Charlie has begun writing some words, I thought about doing that. Or spelling something on a Scrabble board. Or using blocks. Everyone else had the same idea.
Feeling very uncreative, I took my camera and new (to me) 50-200mm lens with me on a day trip to Calais yesterday. I was hoping to find a cool sign. I continued to be uninspired.
In the end, I got my husband to swing off the 785 (for those not in the know, it's a road linking Saint George to this area; not exactly high-traffic), which is also known as the Mine Road, onto a side road that takes us to the old Mount Pleasant mine. Tungsten was mined here thirty years ago, but it's basically been closed since then. I find it kind of eerie, really--you can see the abandoned mine shafts on the hill, and then the huge buildings, still lit, rising out of the valley. This, of course, is all out in the middle of nowheresville. There are signs everywhere: no hunting, no trespassing, no this, no that. It's not hard to tell what their message is. The mine is currently owned by Adex Mining and, according to Wikipedia, they are testing for tin deposits and whatnot.
Anyway, 'no trespassing' counts as words, and I've always wanted to snap a photo of this place, so there you have it - this week's entry.
Monday, February 7, 2011
I'd say it's love.
I had my first engagement session a week ago.
Two things I learned:
I LOVE engagement sessions!
And my auto-focus still doesn't work well in the cold. Funny how it didn't just mend itself. ;)
Still, I got some good shots. I think these photos speak for themselves. Happy engagement, Christina and Aaron.
Oh, and extra-thanks to the two of them for doing crazy stuff for the sake of my curiosity, like laying on the ice-rink at Odell Park in the -15 degree weather. :)
Two things I learned:
I LOVE engagement sessions!
And my auto-focus still doesn't work well in the cold. Funny how it didn't just mend itself. ;)
Still, I got some good shots. I think these photos speak for themselves. Happy engagement, Christina and Aaron.
Oh, and extra-thanks to the two of them for doing crazy stuff for the sake of my curiosity, like laying on the ice-rink at Odell Park in the -15 degree weather. :)
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Lemon Sponge Pudding
I love lemon. Love it. I'll eat anything made with lemon. The more lemon-y it is, the better. I discovered this recipe in a Canadian Living magazine a few years ago and have made it often. It's simple and absolutely divine.
Here is the recipe: http://www.canadianliving.com/food/lemon_sponge_pudding_for_two.php
It can easily be doubled, which I did for this. It took all of my willpower not to consume the last little ramekin of sponge pudding immediately after eating mine. And, uh, the remainder of Charlie's.
So for the DOUBLED recipe, you need 2/3 cup of sugar, and four tablespoons of it go into a bowl. In we go!
Next comes two tablespoons of flour and a pinch of salt.
Whisk it all together and set it aside. Now it's time to whip up those eggs whites and we're pretty well done. Whip them until they form soft peaks:
Then, while whipping, add sugar a little bit at a time. Beat until it forms stiff peaks. Now doesn't that look lovely?
Here is the recipe: http://www.canadianliving.com/food/lemon_sponge_pudding_for_two.php
It can easily be doubled, which I did for this. It took all of my willpower not to consume the last little ramekin of sponge pudding immediately after eating mine. And, uh, the remainder of Charlie's.
So for the DOUBLED recipe, you need 2/3 cup of sugar, and four tablespoons of it go into a bowl. In we go!
Next comes two tablespoons of flour and a pinch of salt.
Whisk that together, and then in goes two egg yolks (put the whites in a clean, dry bowl), 2/3 cup of milk...
...and two tablespoons of melted butter. Darn, I should have used up that manicure gift certificate before doing this.
Whisk it all up and add 4T lemon juice and 2t grated lemon rind. This is equal to about the rind and juice from one lemon.
Whisk it all together and set it aside. Now it's time to whip up those eggs whites and we're pretty well done. Whip them until they form soft peaks:
Then, while whipping, add sugar a little bit at a time. Beat until it forms stiff peaks. Now doesn't that look lovely?
Next take about a quarter of the egg white mixture and stir it into the lemon mixture.
Next, plop the rest of it in and fold in until it's mixed in.
Pour the mixture into prepared ramekins and place them in a shallow baking dish. Pour boiling water around the ramekins until the water is halfway up the sides.
Bake at 350 F for 20-25 minutes and VOILA:
I seriously cannot express how delicious this is. The top forms a fluffy, spongey mousse with a tangy lemon cream at the bottom. I could eat this every single day of my life.
Kid verdict: not bad. He eats about half of it every time. I can't say for sure it does not have adverse reactions; about twenty minutes after he ate it, I had to rescue him from the top of the wood-pile, where he was precariously perched, trying to see the dog through the window. We'll blame that one on his father and not the lemon dessert. ;)
Enjoy!
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