Recollecting last night's toast "To not being a lemon"

You can imagine the conversation around the dinner table last night in the middle of the tornado. Everyone had their share of lemon jokes and ideas were flowing.

• why not sell the lemon sugar to bars to make lemon drops. kind of like blazes beans (not bad)
• why not inject each lemon with vodka (not legal)
• why not scrap the whole prepared food idea and put little happy faces and laughing lemon logos on them and just sell the lemons (printing is possible. we looked into it for an egg client once but they were selling advertising space. not joking. it's big in Asia).

We had an entrepreneur who is kicking butt in the electric car business. An ex-banker. A physiotherapist. A 91 year old woman who is smarter than us all. A nurse who's a clinical analyst. Me and the most relevant to this conversation, an insolvency accountant who takes care of the majority of corporate bankruptcies in the province.

I don't care how much people make fun of me. Maybe my blog will get picked up and sponsored by Sunkist? Anyway, I'm having fun.