Normally when I go radio silent in the ice cream blogosphere, I typically have pretty lame excuses…things like IBS (Irritable Blogger Syndrome), inability to achieve a healthy work-life balance, general blogger laziness, a hectic social calendar, or more often than not, an obsessive Type A personality that makes it impossible to actually enjoy my artistic…
Belgian Buttermilk Waffle Ice Cream with Sweet Blueberry Compote
Since I haven’t blogged anything in approximately two centuries and am feeling particularly generous at the moment, I’m going to let you all in on a little secret: I don’t like maple syrup. In fact, I despise it. The runny texture, the cloying saccharine flavor – BLEH. I can’t think of a worse way to…
Bourbon Peach Pie Milkshakes
Today my friends, we have some very serious business to discuss. It’s a centuries-old topic that’s both polarizing and uncomfortable, contentious and cumbersome. A topic that’s destroyed friendships…and broken family bonds. A topic that causes even the great philosophers of our time to scratch their profound heads in perplexity. It’s a topic that’s downright controversial,…
Berry Cheesecake Ice Pops with Buttery Graham Crumbles
With America’s birthday just around the corner, I figured I’d celebrate on the blog in my own little way with a food group that’s equally as aspirational as good ol’ Independence Day herself: Popsicles. Much like our sacred national holiday, popsicles (or ice pops, to get technical), can go terribly wrong when the necessary precautionary…
No Churn Mudslide Cookie Swirl Ice Cream
For those of you that have followed this blog since the beginning (hi, Mom!), you’re well aware that I have a long and complicated history with alcoholic beverages… …the complicated part being that I’m generally a one-and-done (or if we’re being really honest, half-of-one-and-done) kind of gal. As strange and counter-intuitive as it may sound,…
Dark Chocolate Chunk Guinness Ice Cream Sandwiches
7 years ago, at the tender age of 23, I fell in love with an Irishman. (Or at least, someone whom I thought was an Irishman). All the telltale signs were there: red hair, red beard, very Irish-sounding last name, above-average ability to recall Irish proverbs, and most importantly, could drink me under the table…
Blueberry Pancake Cereal Milk Milkshake
Growing up, we never had any “fun” cereal around the house (much to my extreme chagrin and utter disappointment). We had things like Raisin Bran and Mini Wheats and on very rare occasion, Apple Jacks – which don’t get me wrong, are all fine and dandy and things that I enjoy very much in my…
No-Churn Cinnamon Roll Ice Cream
Today, on this most romantic of holidays, on an occasion when we owe it to the ones we love to tell them just how much they mean to us, I’d like to take a moment to proclaim my undying devotion for my one and only, my tried and true. A constant source of support and…
Pumpkin Pecan Ice Cream Pie with Salted Bourbon Caramel
Critical lessons that were learned during the making of this week’s post: 1) Patience is a virtue and unfortunately, I have none. 2) Hissy fits in the middle of the kitchen when things don’t go your way are most definitely a thing, even when you’re 30 and theoretically “know better” 3) My piping skills remain…
Thyme Roasted Peach and Mascarpone Ice Cream with Toasted Brioche Crumbles
It has recently come to my attention that my opinions on cheese are absolute trash. Don’t get me wrong; it’s not for lack of trying. In fact, at one point in my life, I considered myself something of a (self-proclaimed) cheese connoisseur. Having a French brother-in-law has many perks, one of which being that you…
Mint Chocolate Chip Affogato
Like most of my self-important creative endeavors, today’s post began in the typical fashion – with overwhelming anxiety accompanied by healthy doses of insecurity and skepticism. As I embarked on what is about to be the FOURTH anniversary post for my humble little blog, I was daunted by the task in front of me. If…
Honey Butter Ice Cream with Sticky Bun Swirls
If you’ve spent any amount of time following this blog over the years, it probably hasn’t been too terribly difficult to ascertain the three general truths of my existence: I love ice cream I’m mildly to moderately dramatic I have an absolute and unwavering adoration for Akron, Ohio (a.k.a. the best city ever in existence) My love…
if the spoon fits 