Emily has been my assistant this summer since she’s been home from college. Before she leaves for work, she acts as my official taste-tester, prop-assistant and light-bouncer– she can expertly maneuver, my jury-rigged reflector to lighten shadows before I take a picture. She’s also quite adept at telling me “what I need to make”.
In all of my ice cream frenzy this summer, I have neglected to make the one flavor that is my daughter’s absolute favorite. Bad Mother. So, this is especially for her. She is a mint fanatic. I mean F-A-N-A-T-I-C! Anything with or involving chocolate and peppermint immediately rises to the top spot on her must have list.
Don’t get weirded out on me. Have I ever steered you wrong? I know that this may remind you of a biology class where all manner of thing is pickled in formaldehyde, but that’s not what we’re doing here. Though these drunken cherries are going to get a good, long soak!
FYI – July 17 is National Peach Ice Cream Day – and my Uncle Frank’s birthday!
Peach ice cream brings back memories for me. It reminds me of summer visits to my grandparents house in White Stone. The whole family would gather in the backyard at the crest of the steep hill overlooking Carter’s Creek. We had a grand time.
You can’t imagine the sneers I got from Emily as I was making this ice cream. She is vehemently anti-banana — unless it comes in the form of bread or cake. Better luck next time, Em. This is for Scott.
You love french fries, right? Just close your eyes and imagine them. Perfectly crisp outside. Tender and light inside. That crunch when you bite into them — no soggy wannabes. For most of us the siren call of a side of fries is almost too magnetic to ignore.
When my daughter wakes up (around 10:30) breakfast doesn’t appeal to her. She would prefer to skip it all together, unless I can give her a reason to want to eat it. For Emily — that means carbs. Breakfast in the form of yogurt and fruit or an omelette??? Pass. Breakfast in the form of waffles, pancakes or French toast? She’s ALL-IN!!!