Happiness is coming home to find your neighbor has put out a huge basket with the sign “FREE LEMONS.” Even more happiness is finding out that they are Meyers, riper than the ones in your own backyard (different sunlight placement I suppose), and boy are there a lot of them. One month from now we’ll have preserved lemons. Tomorrow I’ll buy white vinegar and make pickles. Somehow, experimenting on someone else’s free lemons takes away a bit of the pressure for perfection. If something doesn’t work out, I’ve still got our lemons.