If it were up to the kids, ice cream would be a freezer “staple”. My list of staples includes; lentils, quinoa, brown rice, black beans, cheese, nuts – all kinds, tahini, coconut milk, and the usual cast of characters to creating whole meals. Ice cream is not on my list.
As a rule, I do not buy ice cream at the grocery store. The problem being, when it is in the house it becomes the obsession. Rather than a bowl of fruit or hummus and veggies for an after school snack, the kids go right for the freezer. It bugs me.
Los Angeles has been experiencing a month long heatwave. Turning on my oven has been avoided at all costs. With an excessive amount of egg yolks residing in my fridge, ice cream has become the weekly sweet treat.
What I love most about this particular recipe, is that the custard embodies fridge staples, making it easy to adapt it to a “flavor of the day or week”. With pre made cookie dough on hand, one of my kids favorite flavors can be achieved in less than 30 minutes.
Not to mention, no need to get anywhere near the oven!
I’ve never had luck trying to grow basil. It just never works for me. This year, one of the guys at the farmers market suggested I plant basil in 12-inch pots. I did. Today, two pots sitting in last summer’s square-foot garden hold basil that look like very lush, healthy shrubs. I just can’t believe it.
Daddies, avert your eyes, because this is what your family will be serving you in bed on Sunday morning (Father's Day). However, it's so good, the kids might help you eat it all. And Mom, it's so easy to make, the kids can take all the credit...they will love that.
Levi woke up a few mornings ago and the first thing he said to me was, “I really want you to make chocolate chip cookies”. I asked him what kind, what did he want in them, did he want them cakey or chewy? He looked at me as if I was speaking a foreign language. And then he looked at me and said, “just a plain and simple chocolate chip cookie – and mom, fill up the cookie jar with them!”.
It is a cool and rainy Sunday afternoon in Maine and my sister and I have had an empty stomach for months or in other words, too many lunch-free days in a row. We are in need of something steamy and soulful. With a guilt filled summer of cooking way too many lobsters for the myriad of lobster rolls we make, I confess that I threw out every one of those gorgeous, flavor filled shells. Yes, they are composting somewhere but the shells were underutilized by me. I am guilty of being too busy. I had no extra minutes for one more thing to do, though I wished somehow I could have made stock- just once. So, today is the day...