One day while chatting with one of my best gal pals, I went MIA (no, not like the middle finger wielding MIA). I had to apologize and tell her that I had gone ahead and whipped up some lemon bars on a whim. She laughed and asked when the mini van was coming. I assured her NEVER and explained that it all started with this tree. That, my fine friends, is a Meyer’s lemon tree and it’s happily growing in our back yard. Not only does it look pretty, but it yields a very deliciously sweet version of a lemon. Lately, it’s been yielding a lot of lemons and rather than just let them drop to the ground and rot, I figured I need to put these lovely lemons to work.
My mom mentioned that her best gal pal had a really delightful recipe from Barefoot Contessa and so I decided to give it a go. Now, I must warn you… this recipe is a labor of love. It is well worth all of the effort though.
Make lemon bars.