Fresh whipped cream and coarse sea salt for garnish
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Crush the crackers finely, but not to dust. You can use a food processor or your hands. Add the sugar, then knead in the butter until the crumbs hold together like dough. Press into an 8-inch pie pan. Chill for 15 minutes, then bake for 18 minutes or until the crust colors a little.
While the crust is cooling (it doesn't need to be cold), beat the egg yolks into the milk, then beat in the citrus juice. It is important to completely combine these ingredients. Pour into the shell and bake for 16 minutes until the filling has set. The pie needs to be completely cold to be sliced. Serve with fresh whipped cream and a sprinkling of sea salt.
I heard an old flame of mine had two heart attacks at 39, and it really did something to me. I think that coming to terms with the fact that I'll never have my own family has done something to me, forever changed. So I will just be rich and travel I guess? I know now that I love deeply, truly, and in an epic way. It is was Jane that said, "It is not in my nature to love my friends by halves", that is fact.
The last post was in January? I understand now why my favorite authors take so long to release the next book in the series I am reading. Time is fleeting. When I get Facebook notifications on memories every day, I shake my head and think was that really 2011? Have I really been in Montana for 5 years and married for two of those years?! Since last we caught up dear reader, I was approved to work from home full-time Mon-Fri 8-4:30 and it has been such a relief and blessing. My life is so different now. I hardly recognize who I've become. As I sit here in my home with all the windows wide open, as I listen to Mischa Maisky play Bach Cello Suite No. 1 in G I marvel at how time ebbs and flows.
My husband Shawn and I went on our end of winter vacation. We spent a few nights in Spokane, WA at our favorite spa where my bestie Angie surprised me by plotting with my husband to fly in for the night all the way from South Carolina just to spend a few hours with me before he and I continued on our voyage to Leavenworth, WA to visit my favorite cheese monger and pick up some garlic cheese, yum. On to Victoria B.C. our primary destination where we stayed at the luxurious Magnolia Hotel & Spa we did a fair amount of whale watching and traveled 93 nautical miles one day on the open sea, it was a dream come true and multiple cruises and leisurely drives around the island and lastly, what inspired me more than I can adequately express was Butchart Gardens. Those who know me will tell you, I've never exactly been a fan of flowers, because they seemed to remind me of the multitude of funerals and viewings I'd been to in my young life. This trip was different. The stroll through the various types of gardens was serene and welcoming, the scent of the various flowers and shrubs weren't cloying, but simply wafted about you on a gentle cool breeze on a warm sunny day; not a cloud in the blue sky.
Ah..Antonio Vivaldi-Four Seasons..very nice. So I had to stop in the Butchart Gardens gift shop and purchase seeds to take home to try my hand at gardening; my mom in Heaven must be so proud as it was a great passion of hers. Being married to a triathlete who remains in a constant state of training, I spend a substantial amount of time alone on our multitude of travels, as he runs new trails and paths. It is my habit to go out at dawn to take my walks and explore the city as it awakens. In my mind, I imagine my mom and dad and Nana are with me on these adventures since they never had the opportunity to explore the world in any substantial way like I am able to. On this trip in particular, I felt my mom's presence close to me as I journeyed past this Dogwood, or this hyacinth, or wisteria; snapping photos and pausing to reflect on the beautiful waterfront. I would take gulping breaths of sea air, trying to savor every single moment of my own private Heaven.
In Victoria, everywhere you want to go, you can get to by water taxi. I never wanted to leave. Like ever. I miss it already.
We've done all the indoor remodeling we wanted to complete beforehand and finished Monday night just before midnight; achieving our complete by 1/1/19 date. There are still some pieces and projects we want to get done in 2019 but feel confident what has been done so far is fantastic. This past weekend we headed to our favorite resort/spa/casino in Spokane, Washington and while we waited to check-in to our suite I spent $1.80 and one a thousand! We drove home Monday over some passes that were covered in ice/snow, but we made it home by 2:30 and we had planned a NYE party to kick off at 8:00 p.m. so I really didn't get to bed until 1:30 a.m. Tuesday morning. It was more of a remodel reveal.
We rested all day Tuesday and got a little bit settled in from our mini vacation last night. Today is more of the same. I have zero plans for this weekend and plan to keep it that way.
I want to go through each room slowly and get everything organized without rushing to meet a deadline.
