Meyer Lemons

After Santa Barbara we drove up to San Francisco and stayed with my in-laws. Trig and I took Bart into the city one night to meet Dad for dinner at one of my favorite places, Tadich Grill. It wasn't as good as it usually is but I ordered something different than what I usually get and it wasn't very good. It was so cold, the fog was rolling in and it started to drizzle while we were walking around. The next day Liza and I picked some of grandma's lemons, the sweetest and juiciest lemons around. I'm actually waiting for the butter to soften to make lemon bars right this second...