When I think of lemons, oodles of things come to mind…a taste of Summer, freshly-squeezed lemonade immersed in reams of pulp, lemon pound cake, a homemade lemon spritz to rejuvenate those dithery winter hair strands, a bag of lemon drops you can savor on for hours and then of course, those irresistibly zesty lemon bars! I had been craving them for weeks and finally found some reputable ones at Carshon’s Deli. As I’m about to describe them, the thought alone makes my mouth water, my eyes bulge and my lips pucker…simultaneously and kinda, sorta like in kissey face stance…um okay, well, not really! Aside from the animated facial expressions they provoke, the appeal of lemon bars is easy to understand… really. When well made, the buttery, crisp yet crumbly shortbread crust and the intensely tart lemon-curd filling are everything beyond enchanting. Enamored and coated with snowy white powdered sugar perfectly adds to the pleasant combination of tart, sweet and tangy; my mouth was happy and my tongue…delirious! So addictive are these citrusy cuties that I indulged in several at one time. When life hands you lemons, ummmm, well, let someone else make lemon bars and sit back and enjoy what is tart and swanky. So, pucker up baby…LIFE is zestfully delicious!
