‘An tangerine that is too yellow and has a weird growth on the end of it’, this is my first impression of a lemon. You might grow up with the presence of the lemon from the day that you started to remember. Though, they are as strange to me as a spaceship from outer space for my first encounter with it. I couldn’t really remember when I first saw a lemon, but they are fascinating fruits to me at the time, part of which is because that I don’t know what to do with them. Do you eat them like a tangerine, peel them, and enjoy the moon shape pebbles inside? I’ve tried and it didn’t work! The skins are hard and thick. No way I could penetrate them with my finger. And what’s with the smell, so sour! Cut it open and the juicy spread the sourness across the entire room. Terrible things, who would eat fruit that are this sour, the tangerines are so much better! Fast forward to the present, how ironic that now I couldn’t live my life without them. Sautés, cake, tea, water even, they are fantastic giving just the right amount of acidity with that lovely refreshing smell, leaving me wondering why I don’t mind the ‘terrible’ sourness anymore. How things could change and how time flies. A lemon doesn’t change, but certainly for me, it somehow marked part of who I am today.