Doe is confused,
which are the regular limes and which are the key limes?
(Doe is a wooden
deer with no cognitive functions. When they’re right next to each other, you
shouldn’t be confused.)
I was as
confused as a wooden deer. I’d read that key limes are tiny, ping-pong or golf
ball sized, and limes are slightly smaller than lemons. So when I found really
small limes, I had a full-on philosophic debate about the nature of things in
the middle of the supermarket: “Are these really tiny limes or rather large key
limes?” And back and forth it went. Except this was, in reality, more of a
scientific question because there really was only one right answer.
In the end, I
decided they were key limes after all. I managed to convince myself that they
were about the size of golf balls. (I’ve never touched a golf ball in my life.)
And then euphoria ensued. I was going to make key lime pie!
All of the
lemons and limes that come my way get an extremely thorough cleaning, mainly to
get rid of any residual pesticide on the zest (which most recipes require, as
they possess the most flavor). I long for the day when I can get my hands on
some organic citrus fruit, but in the mean time, a remedy quite reminiscent of
a third grade science experiment will suffice. One cup of vinegar, another of
water, and a tablespoon of baking soda, and it’s like the limes are submerged
in a detox volcano. (The tiny little key limes were literally spinning!) And
then they’re scrubbed down, as mercilessly as one would be at a Korean
bathhouse. I don’t even wash myself this clean.
A graham cracker
crust. Man, I haven’t had graham crackers in over fifteen years! It’s another
one of those ordinary things that’s scarce on this side of the Pacific. I have
very fond memories of making s’mores with graham crackers and campfire-toasted
marshmallows with my girl-scout troupe… I have to say, though, digestive
biscuits work just as well for crusts, and, leaving silly sentimentality aside,
I’ll probably be using the more accessible biscuits for my pies in the future.
Zesting and
juicing the limes. My first time working with limes, and I think they’re just
lovely! I love how they have really thin peels and are just packed with juice. The
tiny things exude almost as much juice as a large lemon.
And I’m getting
better at making Italian meringue! I couldn’t quite get a good, picture-worthy “bird’s beak,”
but this is the most glorious batch I’ve made so far. The secret? I’ve begun
following directions… like a cult follower. I age the eggs, wash the bowl 2 or
3 times with a separate washcloth,
use an electric thermometer… Yes, I’m totally obsessed.
Doe rather likes
her perch atop soft, billowy meringue.
I ended up with
two pies! (I had leftover filling.) Well, one proper pie, and one more like a crusted
pancake with oodles of meringue. Ironically, the pancake is the larger and more
aesthetically pleasing one.
I’d have to say
that a lime is more tart than a lemon. And for some reason, it seems to taste a
little green. And good. Doe wants a nibble, too.
And then it
happened. I was strolling through the foreign food market in Itaewon several
days later, and I saw them – real key
limes! Wee, chestnut-sized, lil things. Dark, forest green. Unmistakable. They
really are a totally different fruit! Another debate followed: Does making key
lime pie with limes count? Especially if I’ve found real key limes? But who’s
keeping track? And these tiny things are like a dollar apiece! And on and on.
What won me over, in the end, was the sheer awe of having found such a rare
fruit in Korea. Like finding a perfectly preserved piece of the moon in a
terrestrial crater. I could not just pass it over; desperately needed but
tantalizingly out of reach key limes would haunt my dreams forever.
I’m having far
too many middle-of-the-supermarket debates with myself.
So I made
another pie, this time with real key limes.
It was even
better. Key limes are even more tart than limes. And more intensely lime-like
(if that makes any sense). The verdict? It was totally worth the other two to
get to this one – at least for the initial experience.
hilarious. btw the doe is so cute! and resembles you somewhat. a perfect mascot :)
ReplyDeletehehe! Thanks! I think she's perfect too.
ReplyDeleteThe texture of the second pie looks much better than the first. You're getting better by the pie. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks! I hadn't even noticed!
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