Mama's Lemon Merauigne Pie

Ingredients:
3 lemons
1 cup of sugar
1 cup of lemon juice
1 egg
1 graham craker pie crust
1 can of condensed milk
1 tup of whipped cream


Preparations:
First, wash your hands. Like Mama always say, " You don't want any germs in your food." Next, get out a medium sized bowl. Then take the lemons and roll them (so it will be easier to squeeze them). When done rolling the lemons, cut them in half and squeeze all of the juice out of them. Make sure that you also cut the pulp into the bowl and remove any seeds that may have possibly been squeezed into the bowl.

 Only on special occasions, I would wake up early Saturday morning and come down stairs to see mama rolling the lemons on the table. Once she had rolled them I would see her cut the lemons in half and begin to squeeze them. Mama was the best lemon squeezer in town. She would squueze the lemons so hard that it almost look as if she had the arm of a famous boxer. Once she was finished squeezing them dry, she would cut the pulp out of the lemons and take a spoon and remove the seeds. After she completed the lemon squeezing process she would meet my rock solid glare and smile and say,"Goodmorning, did you sleep well?" Now of coure I would respond. I would stare back up at her and say "yea" or " I slept perfect", you know, something along the lines of that.

Next, she would "try" to open the can of condensed milk to add to the sour bowl of freshly squeezed lemon juice. But as usual, she had forgotten the can opener. I tried to sneak away but she read my mind ( like clockwork) and popped her hand out holding the can signaling me to go open the can. I grumbled  ( not loud enough for her to hear of course) and went obidiently to go open it. After I opened it I brought it back to her.

She poured in the can of condensed milk. Then she craked the egg and opened it over the bowl and handed me the shells. I threw them away. While washing my hands I heard her pour the store bought cup of lemon juice in. Once she had did so I would heard the clashing of the bowl and the spoon which let me know that she was stirring the mixture. After she had did so she added the cup of sugar.
When she had poured the sugar she told me to go and bring her the blender. I did as I was told.
Then she blended the mixture with the blender for five minutes.

" Kia, go and turn the stove on to 350," said mama.

"Yes ma'am," I replied.

I did so. I watched her pour in the mixture into the grahm cracker crust then shove it into the oven. She let it stay in there for 10 minutes then she took it out. Then she placed the hot pie into the freezer for 15 minutes. Then she took the pie out and carefully spreaded the whipcream over the pie and put the pie back in for 30 minutes. Then she took it out and cut me a single slice and put it on a plate. She sat the plate in front of me, kissed my forehead, and whisperd in my ear and said, "Enjoy." AsI ate my first bite, I quietly watched her walk away.