A homemade dessert in 5 minutes that I never get tired of

There’s a certain magic in a dessert that’s ready in five minutes, requires no oven, and still tastes elegant, creamy, and deeply satisfying.

Meet your new go-to: 5-Minute Lemon Custard—a no-cook, no-bake miracle that’s silky smooth, bright with citrus, and just sweet enough to feel like a treat without weighing you down. Made with pantry staples and whisked together in one bowl, it’s the perfect solution for hot afternoons, last-minute cravings, or when you need a little “me time” dessert that feels indulgent but takes almost no effort.

And the best part? It’s endlessly customizable—top it with berries, coconut, or a crumble of shortbread, and it transforms from simple to stunning.

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