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This is just a simple Key Lime Pie recipe. I actually use some store bought stuff here (such as the pie crust, whipped cream and not necessarily squeezing the key limes yourself). Your perogative, but honestly, I don’t think it’s worth the effort.

Note, this leaves the pie pan not very full, so I filled up the rest pan with whipped cream. I will be readdressing this recipe to see if I can fix the quantites to fill up the pie pan more. However, I wanted to post what is tested to taste good. When I try the revision, I will post those results.

• Prep: 5 mins
• Cook: 15 mins
• Servings: 8

Ingredients

• 1 (14-ounce) can sweetened condensed milk
• 3 egg yolks
• .25 cup key lime juice
• 1 (9-inch) graham cracker pie crust
• Whipped cream (Cool Whip or the likes)

Prep

Preheat oven to 300 degrees F.

In a mixer, blend the milk and egg yolks at low speed until smooth. Add the key lime juice and finish blending.

Pour the mixture into the pie crust. Spread it around to even it out.

Cooking

Cook for 15 minutes in the oven. Once the pie has semi-setup (it will congeal when it cools), take it out and let it cool for 15 minutes or so before covering and putting in fridge.

Let sit in fridge for at least 1 hour.

Serving

Lather a thick layer of whipped cream on top of the pie after it has cooled.

Cut pie into 8 wedges (start by cutting the pie in half, then cut perpendicular to the first cut, finally, split the quarters). Serve ‘em up.

Well, I’m in a walking cast, for the time being at least. My ankle was still swollen, so i may have to go back and get a new cast if this one becomes loose after the swelling subsides. At least I am off crutches and walking. It’s tender, very tender. However, it’s still better than being on crutches. Man, do I hate those crutches…

Wow, I mean, this hydrocodone stuff is just awesome. I am sitting here at work, and just internally commenting on how good I feel. This is dangerous stuff…

Granted, at this point I am still in legitimate pain when it wears off, so I have every reason to use it. Friends don’t let friends blog on drugs…

It’s only been a few days since my surgery, but I gotta wonder what the hell I was thinking. This sucks ass. I mean, it’s really pretty trivial in the world of injuries, but it just sucks. I had forgotten how much I hate crutches. On the upside, my grandmother and her husband came into town to help me out. They drove me to the hospital and kept me company while I was there. Since then, the burden of my caretaking has rested on my girlfriend. She’s done a good job. I have not gone hungry or been in pain. She’s been quite attentive (despite my rather independant nature which refuses assistance).

I get this splint off Friday and get into a walking cast. Hopefully then I will be better. Showers will still be… awkward, but at least I will be able to walk around again.

Well, I am going under the knife, and well, I can’t say I’m excited, but I’m ready. I mean, it’s something I need to do. Something I’ve needed to do for quite a while, but have put it off. I have committed to a date, so no backing out now.

I am getting my ankle fixed up. I injured it a long time ago, and now I reinjure it a couple times a year. My right foot just sorta rolls underneath my leg. The outside of the ankle just gives way. It’s actually pretty painful.

I went to the doc and he told me “yep, your ankle is loose”. After that, Captain Obvious told me that the ligaments were more than likely stretched and that I had a bone spur on the opposite side of the ankle caused by the injury. Oh boy, fun stuff.