I made some lemon bars Friday night. The lemon part is supposed to receive a dose of yellow food coloring -- without it the bars are bland beige -- but I didn't have yellow. So I used red. When I tasted the batter, my first thought was, Mmmm, strawberry. Weird, how suggestible I am.
So I stuck 'em in the oven for 20 minutes but forgot to set the timer. You can see where this is going, can't you? An hour and 20 minutes later Maggie said, Hey, what about those lemon bars?
I whipped them out of the oven and they looked... normal (except for, you know, the pink). So we decided not to tell Smokey and Matthew about the boo-boo (they were on a Menard's run for more staples and hand rail brackets). When they got home everybody had a lemon bar and glass of milk. The bars were fine. A tiny bit less creamy than usual, but fine. As of this writing, 36 hours later, then entire 9x13 pan is empty of bars.
Let this be a lesson to y'all. Instructions/recipes are... a suggestion.
In knitting news, I finished my socks.
Yarn: Opal Petticoat, slightly less than one-half a skein; yarn won in Carole's Tour de Fleece, 2007.
Pattern: generic toe-up, 64 st reduced to 60.
You cannot tell from this photo but these socks are extra long. I decided last winter that drafts = death, and I don't want any. So these are long enough that, no matter how high my pant legs ride up when I sit down, no skin will show. (Please ignore that tiny bit of bare skin in the above photo. I had pulled my jeans leg up extra high so as to display the contrasting cuff. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.)
The yardage in this Opal skein was sooooo generous that, even though these socks are extra long, I have enough left for another pair of socks EXACTLY like these. The contrasting heels and toes and cuff probably have something to do with that.