Sugar in the gourd and honey in the horn, I was so happy since the hour I was born.
From Tessa Kiros’ “Falling Cloudberries”:
#42 Caramel Ice Cream – Page 383
Caramel isn’t one of my favourite foods to eat, but it always smells like a delicious dream, a new story, a tasty bubble. Like toffee. Childhood. Something just beyond verbal description. Such was the smell of our kitchen last night as the ice cream mixture bubbled gently on the stove, and Matt made hot chocolate on the other stove for us lucky flatmates, and the meringue clouds puffed and sang in the oven…
Somehow, cooking makes me fall deeper in love with the world.
I also think stovetop hot chocolate (along with most real chocolate) puts Cadbury to total shame. :-)
I took the mostly frozen brown icy sherbet mix out of the freezer this morning and gave it a good whisk with our eggbeater before pouring it into an empty ice cream container for further chilling. This is the second ice cream recipe I’ve tried from Tessa Kiros’ book, and I do like her recipes but I can’t figure out why they have this slight sore-throat-inducing effect that comes even after one spoonful… that really puts a dampener on things! Do you make your own ice cream? Suggestions welcome!