I love ice cream. Double scoops in a wafer cone makes my heart flutter way above the clouds. As its creamy goodness flood my tongue I instinctively smile in glee. My mood even plays a big part in making a falvor choice. When I’m excited I always pick rocky road. When I’m waiting for something or someone I like ube or strawberry.
When I’m sad I so crave for vanilla.
Now what I have made here is a simple, egg-free ice cream. I know that this isn’t exactly an ice cream without the eggs but then again, so what? It tasted really good, creamy and sweet enough. The texture was good too, so what else is there to ask for? Oh that’s right, I want more!
I am currently reading Yumeiro Pattisiere and instantly fell inlove with the main character Ichigo (Japanese for Strawberry) thus the strawberry ice cream.
Strawberry ice cream
1 1/2 cups heavy cream
1/2 cup crushed overripe strawberries
1 cup whole milk
1/2 cup granulated sugar
1 In a bowl combine all ingredients. Using a blender process all ingredients until smooth. Pour in an old ice cream tin. Freeze.
2 After 2 hours. Soften misture then process in a blender once more. Put it back in the ice cream tin. Refrigerate.
3 Repeat step 2 twice. Afterwards refrigerate ice cream overnight.
4 Enjoy
In this case I added a chocolate cookie sandwich and candy. I was thinking it would look plain if I didn’t garnish the ice cream. You see just because I’m sad the ice doesn’t need to sad as well. That’s me being considerate and apparently being silly too.
I have a feeling that once I make an authentic ice cream it would be like
confronting my mortality. Its possibly because of a number of changes recently. Its not like I wasn’t expecting the seperation. I was prepared but obviously not ready. Seriously no matter how much I insist I’m completely over it I still feel twinges of pain underneath. Come to think of it this a first. The first time I was told I don’t mean anything to him. The first time I said goodbye.
I need a vanilla ice cream right now.
For now this will suffice.
