Lemonade

Fresh lemonade is simply delicious. When I hit a party and they have lemon water, I always feel a little bit like I'm not really a valued friend. Was I not worth the addition of sugar? Lemon water is to lemonade, what a scrambled eggs is to an omelet made at Little America.

Ryan and I went to Acapulco on our honeymoon. It was extremely warm outside and on one of the tours we were promised a nice cool glass of lemonade after being outside for several hours. At the time I was both homesick for family and American food, so I was very much looking forward to a glass of lemonade. When they gave it to us, everything looked all right, but as I took a sip, an unfriendly, unfamiliar taste met my lips. I was drinking barely sweetened limeade. What a disappointment. Apparently, in several parts of the world (at least in Acapulco and England) any clear-ish beverage can pass for lemonade. I am proud to be an American, where at least I know I'm free to distinguish between water, ginger-ale, Sprite, limeade and authentic, un-powdered lemonade.

Lemonade is easy to make, it only requires three ingredients: Water, Sugar and Lemons. I knew that if I started a personal blog, I would be forced to write about food, as it's my passion. I would also write about everyday things (water), events that were totally awesome (sugar), and occasionally I would vent and rant about frustrations, irritations and things that could only be described as terrible, horrible, no-good very bad and sour (lemons.) Thus Lindsey's Lemonade was born. Drink it up.