This blog should really be renamed “All The Ways I Can Destroy the Dessert I Made”
You heard right. I destroyed another dessert. Everything was going well until the whole broke while turning it out. In all fairness I should have rested it for more than 2 hours, perhaps even chilling it before trying to turn it out (We really wanted some before bed!). It looked lovelier than this picture (a dog’s breakfast) before the whole thing went to pot.
Maybe it was my salty tears (and coarse obscenities) flavoring the lemon bars that kept me from really liking these. The curd wasn’t the issue for me… that was delicious. It was the extra crumb topping, which really seemed to overwhelm the curd. Or maybe it was all the butter in the curd that kept it from being bright enough to cut the richness of the crust and crumble (and I left some out). Too much butter, in either event, if something like that can ever be said. And I love lemon bars! There was once a time when I took half a Xanax too much and found myself on my 12th lemon bar at a wedding… that is how much I love them.
Anyway, I look forward to something chocolatey in February. Hopefully I can get over breaking dessert before then!