Fresh Lemon Mousse: Review and Report

The mousse was miraculously finished just in time for me to dash over to Emily and Joe's, so no pictures were taken. They (and the three others who tasted it) all gave it positive marks. I served it in blue glass goblets topped with whipped cream, a lemon sliver, and a dark chocolate raspberry milano cookie. It was pretty, anyway. I thought it turned out well, and had enough lemon in it to even please my dad. The actual prep time is short, but it does take a little forethought because it has to chill twice. This one's getting added to my recipe collection.

Fresh Lemon Mousse

I'm in the middle of making a Lemon Mousse. The recipe is from The Food Network's The Barefoot Contessa.  It's my first time making it, so I'm praying that it turns out right, since I'm planning to bring it to a 7:00 dinner tonight with Emily and Joe. I find the process of trying new recipes for other people exhilarating--both exciting and stressful. I love it! It reminds me of President Uchtdorf's talk from the October 2008 General Conference entitled, "Happiness, Your Heritage." He spoke of our heritage as children of a "God of creation" and our resultant need to be involved in the work of creation. He spoke of many types of creation, creation of both the tangible and the intangible. It seems to me that the intangible creative works are the most important, the most pervasive, and the most lasting. But that doesn't stop me from having fun in the kitchen--my favorite medium for tangible creation.

I'll post pictures and a review when I'm done.

And so it begins...

As I tentatively dip my toes into the blogging world I ask myself why? 


What is it that drives me to write? Certainly it's not the need for an audience. Perhaps the need for an outlet? Or the need for a record--some primal human need to be remembered or to remember for myself days and dreams past. Yes, that must be it. Lately I seem to find greater and greater truth in Jacob's words, "our lives passed away like as it were unto us a dream" (Jacob 7:26). And in this dreamlike state, I feel a need to hold on to life's treasures and its lessons.


And so it begins, the hodgepodge record of thoughts, feelings, and stories. This too, may be another one of many wandering stars. Where it leads can only be imagined and dreamed of from our vantage point at the beginning. The journey may yet bring about the unexpected.