Lemon Curd, No Tricks

just lemon curd but like...weirdly transformative? life affirming? I feel better anyway

Listen, it's January, it's fully fcking grey, there is no warmth left in the world and everything is still happening again, do you want to just...sit on the kitchen floor and eat some beautiful sunshiny lemon curd with a spoon?

I am writing to you while I am making lemon curd. I mean the laptop is in one hand and the lemon curd is in the other: literally simultaneous writing and lemoning. It is time to make dinner, I think? It is dinner time for sure. I don't care about dinner. I haven't got a single idea for anything good. I just care about lemons. I actually am writing to you motivated, literally, absolutely by lemons. I started zesting these unpromising looking lemons and I felt about 30% more human. I felt like a person who had something to say.

And what I have to say is...lemons? Making lemon curd is a fast track to happiness, it's not at all difficult, it makes you feel accomplished, and also even if you fuck it up it's delicious. It makes your hands and home smell beautiful. It tastes fantastic. It is the greatest and sunniest colour. It is a jar of joy and I don't know about you but I, personally, could do with that about now.