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December 20, 2010

chocolate ice cream with candy cane swirl

When the holidays rolled around during my childhood, the festive treat I looked forward to most was quite simple: a mug of hot cocoa with a candy cane in it. The candy cane would dangle into the warm, milk chocolaty liquid, slowly melting away. Some sips were more cocoa-intense, while others were gently infused with candy cane flavor, but the mug always seemed to empty sooner than I expected, leaving me anxious for the next evening’s drinkable dessert.

This ice cream is an ode to those candy cane hot cocoa-filled nights of my childhood, bringing that warm drink to a new, delightfully creamy and frozen level.

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Unlike the usual candy cane ice creams floating around there at this time of year, this one is not overloaded with peppermint, which seems to happen when the ice cream base is peppermint flavored or when chopped bits of candy cane are evenly distributed throughout the ice cream.

Instead, my version uses a chocolate ice cream base with a candy cane ribbon running through that base. (more…)

July 9, 2010

easy chocolate chip-coconut ice cream with roasted cherries

Filed under: dessert,ice cream — Tags: , , , , , — Kristen @ 7:47 pm

No offense, cake, but in my heart of hearts, I’m an ice cream gal. My ice cream fanaticism probably started with trips to Thrifty’s on hot summer days when my mom would treat my then-pint-sized self to a scoop of rainbow sherbet and my younger sister Kate to a scoop of strawberry or chocolate something-or-another ice cream. No sharing required.

And sometimes during those ice cream indulgences, my mom would even give me a dime – though it’s probably several quarters, nowadays – to get one of those sticky hand toys out of the mini vending machines at the drug store, which I could then use to amuse myself – and annoy my silly little sister – for hours after the ice cream had disappeared because, clearly, her forehead was meant to be a target.

My love for ice cream was so deep at such a young, innocent age that shameless adults could leverage the frozen treat as a bribing mechanism. Just ask my Uncle Bill. (more…)

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