The nexus of Jonas Brothers and Bastille Days has turned downtown Milwaukee into a nightmare. A nightmare that is populated by drunken revelers and female adolescent beast-creatures seething with hormones and dopamine. Traffic is a disaster and there's nowhere to park. Good times.
In other news, last night I made a lime-ginger-basil sorbet. It was okay, but didn't exactly set my world on fire. So tonight it became mango-lime-ginger-basil sorbet... shit's good, dudes. It's probably the most refreshing thing I've ever put in my mouth.
Oh, and there's a chai tea custard with cinnamon and allspice and fresh ground black pepper chilling off in the fridge. My first custard ever, and I didn't scramble it or anything! Yay me!
To sum up: the Jo-Bros suck, Bastille Days is a somewhat overrated pain in the ass, and owning an ice cream maker is totally awesome.
2 comments:
nice work not scrambling it! i've scrambled a few. did you add part of the sugar to the scalding milk like i told you to? hope so. if not, it will work even better next time. my only fear is that we go too overboard with the ice cream shenanigans...we must keep in mind that simple is best. i had a hard time wrapping my head around mango/ginger/lime/basil...it seems like a combination of noms ingredients...a lot of flavors, i can somewhat imagine how it would taste...and it's not a bad thing.
s'mores ice cream, yo. similar to the cheesecake idea with the bits of graham...you get it.
so what was the first thing you made in your new toy? (can we call it a french oven? dutch oven sounds too dirty!)
also, one of your pinky/orange/yellow towels is in my truck...
much love. miss you most right when you leave.
and also...use your powers of mint and rosemary!
the next time you come up, i will live 4 blocks from the st paul farmers market :)
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