Revoir, adieu, arrivederci, à bientôt. The lemon juice experiment was a total bust, so goodbye my lemon love. Well, love is laying it on a bit thick, I reckon. I always suspected that this method, which looked so promising in the “How-To” video, was proof again that you can’t believe what you read on the internet.
My lemon juice did however produce a thick mat of cellulose so there’s no doubt that some sort of bacterial activity took place. Disappointingly, the process didn’t produce vinegar. The juice, which after filtering looked like water, completely lacked any lemon scent or flavour, and it certainly had no acidity that I’d consider a step toward vinegar. With no acidity, I worried that this flim-flam method had produced botulism or plague or super-strength drain cleaner …. which actually sounded quite promising ….
So the contents of the bottle went straight down the kitchen drain, the cellulose mat went into the bin, and I now have a lovely glass bottle with a pretty stopper top for mixing salad dressing. Shake-shake-shake, shake your boooo … bottle.
But I’m not deterred from the road toward vinegar because my apple cider vinegar is sublime. Stupendous. Splendid even. It’s ready for an introduction to oil and diced shallots.