Lemon mandarine curd, the flu and all I could and couldn't do
Last week I was hit by a bout of the flu. Here I was, believing I had managed to escape it, much like I do every year - imagine I escaped the flu, that is, not really escaping it, I never do! - when on Sunday I began feeling all those familiar tells. Sore throat, clogged nose, chills, aching body. I still managed to do a lot of what I had planned for that day, but come the evening, I was a wreck. And I ended up spending the week a veritable wreck. But because I'm a stubborn cow, I had decided not to give in. I had decided this one was not going to throw me down. What did I know? They always throw me down, and I become a snotty, sniveling mess.
I managed to cram in some exercise on Monday, actually, and I didn't finish off feeling worse for wear. I also sat down to write, as I had all these ideas in my head bursting up, they needed to be put down. I did go for a lemon ginger tea, that morning, just as prevention, you know? I was still feeling not too bad, I still had some energy, the school runs didn't feel like I was dragging boulders up the street while I walked against hails and gales of wind. By late afternoon, all I wanted was to lie down with a blanket. I think my husbad ended up makig dinner that day. It's a bit of a fuzzy mess, actually, as I was really spaced out somewhere else in my head.
From there onwards it was all down the hill. Next day I couldn't be bothered with exercising, I couldn't be bothered with much of anything except working on my manuscript. I was out of edited photos for my blog, I hadn't the will to cook up stuff, not even did I find the energy to bake a cake I had been thinking of for the whole of the previous week. I managed to post a cake I had baked during the Holidays season, but I couldn't go any further than that. I felt dreadful. All I really wanted was to listen to music - Darkher on repeat, all the time! - and write sobby scenes for my witches and my vampires. Suffice to say I have a lot of editing to do... and it's not going to be pleasant reading those chapters - cue in the enormous cringe factor!
But as luck would have it, the day I came down with the flu was the day I had managed to make a batch of lemon mandarine curd, which I had wanted to do for Marta's January table. See, the ingredient of the month is mandarines, and my mother in law has a mandarine tree in her garden, the fruits of which are delicious, juicy, sweet, a dream! We had brought plenty of mandarines and lemons from her garden, and I really wanted to used them in a curd. I love curds in January, they bring back a sense of warmth and light. I had done the curd, I had managed to photograph it even, I just hadn't edited the pictures...
Well, I did edit them last weekend, so here it is, still in time for Marta's table! Here it goes, then:
- 3 eggs
- 200 gr sugar
- 125 gr unsalted butter, cubed
- juice of three unwaxed lemons + juice of one mandarine
- 2 heaped tablespoons of lemon and mandarine zest