I've just finished reading the memoir Toast by Nigel Slater at the moment as his cookbooks are among my favourites. There's a brilliant bit in there about how his stepmother made gorgeous lemon meringue pies, but jealously guarded her recipe from the young Nigel who longed to learn to make one. He would creep past the kitchen each time she was baking one, slowly gleaning bits of the recipe from clues such as how many broken eggshells were left on the bench.
Actually, the entire book was crammed with beautifully-described food memories, and it made me think about some of my own. This in turn lead to a batch of lemon curd being made over the weekend. I used this recipe and added some limes too for extra citrusy tang. A jar of sunshine, one for us, and one for a friend. There's be lemon curd on toast for breakfast this week.
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