Sour As A Lemon

I can get pretty crabby when My Beloved is out of town on a business trip, especially a long one like this week. I don't mind a little time alone - after all, as a Navy wife I made it through six whole months by myself - but I've gotten spoiled and four days now seems like an ice age. I feel pretty sour, especially at dinner time when I settle in with a book and a bowl of pretty boring pasta for company.

So, there I was trying to read and twirl pasta at the same time and the paperback book kept closing in mid-twirl so I pulled my bowl of lemons over to hold the book open for me and inspiration struck!

Why not try a little fresh lemon juice on my plain, buttered pasta? So, I sliced open a small lemon and squeezed it liberally over the pasta. Wow, huge improvement! Then, I noticed the pepper mill also on the table and thought, "Hmmmm, and maybe some fresh pepper?" Even better! The "finished" dish, if you can call it that, was lively and rich at the same time, lightly sour and fresh tasting.

The phone rang just then and it was MB, just in time to share stories of his trip while I ate my Lemon Pepper pasta. Cured my sour mood entirely.