Also, ita !, a friend of mine has been doing booze ice creams every weekend or so. Here's a few recent ones:
This week's cocktail-based ice cream: Brass Monkey. Orange juice, star anise, vodka, and rum. #RIP MCA.
Aww.
This week's homemade ice cream flavor: Roaring Dan's Rum & Ginger.
That sounds up your alley
For tonight's dessert, Red Wine & Cola Sorbet. Michael Jackson called it Jesus Juice. It's a thriller!
Hmmm.
Somehow, I have managed to soldier on bravely despite being victimized in such an outrageous fashion.
shut yo' mouth!
do I make one of the listed recipes first, or do I dive straight into trying to work out a good egg nog ice cream recipe?
I would make one of the listed recipes just to get a feel for how the alcohol+other ingredients freeze. They all sound good.
I've always thought it was "put through the wringer". I'm not sure about the w in nerve-racking, though. I'd keep it, but not with authority.
Ha, I think auto-correct took it out!
I've always thought it was "put through the wringer".
Me too. "Wringer" as in clothes wringer.
K-Bug reached her current height when she was in 5th grade.
I did too!
When I was 18, a little old lady asked me if my 16 year old friend was my daughter! I assume she had bad eyesight.
The monk smiled beneficently on her and suggested to me that as her grandfather I was obviously going to be way too lenient and not properly discipline her.
I was skimming, and somehow mixed this up with Lee's post, and thought the monk said this about you and juliana!
Thanks guys. I was in Williamsburg last night, and seeing all the young, pretty people reminded me of what I missed out on.
Tom, a)fucking hipsters 2)I swear I thought you were 32--because you look that adorable and 3)coming to a point where you are happy with yourself is the best time of your life.
At 42, I'm not saying there isn't a twinge of a belief that youth is wasted on the young--but I am wiser, sassier and a lot smarter than those kids. Old age and treachery will overcome youth and skill!!!!!
That's half way to eggnog anyway.
Ick. No. I'm Jamaican. We don't do it like *that*.
I see rum and raisin in there, and I've been craving a proper recipe for that for ages, so maybe I'll start there, if the raisins don't need too long a soaking.
I have teeny-tiny Avengers for my desk! [link]
I haven't opened the package yet (I'm going to take it home and show Tim, and then bring them back to work to stand next to my Teen Titans, Batman, Spider-Man, and Kang), but the red sphere in the picture has Loki in it. And I assume Iron Man isn't stuck in that Stop In The Name of Love Pose.