Cardamom and Honey Ice Cream

(adapted from Ice Cream Ireland‘s recipe)

1.5 cups 1% milk
1.5 cups heavy cream
1 cup sugar
4 egg yolks
1 Tbsp ground cardamom
3 Tbsp honey (I use a wildflower honey from Utah, it’s got an assertive flavor)
tiny pinch of salt

Mix the sugar and yolks together until light in texture and smooth. Combine the milk and cream and bring to a simmer (either on the stove or in the microwave). Whisking constantly, drizzle the hot milk/cream into the egg/sugar to temper it. Once combined, transfer the mixture to a pot and place over medium-low heat. Stir or whisk constantly until it reaches 170F or has thickened to the nappe stage (coats the back of a spoon), then remove promptly from the heat. Strain through a fine-mesh sieve to remove any curdled egg bits.

(The method I use to avoid all chances of curdling is to mix the eggs and sugar in a large metal bowl, and then after mixing in the milk/cream, place the bowl over a pot of simmering water and whisking. This longer, but you won’t have to strain it afterwards. Also, you can be somewhat less paranoid about the constant whisking of the mixture- this cooking method is gentler than direct heat.)

Stir in the cardamom, honey, and salt. Cool for at least four hours (or overnight).

Strain to remove some of the cardamom (you won’t be able to get all of it out). Freeze in an ice cream maker, following the manufacturer’s instructions. Transfer to freezer to let harden.

Bourbon and Brown Sugar Ice Cream

1.5 cup 1% milk
1.5 cup heavy cream
1 cup brown sugar, packed
4 egg yolks
1.5 tsp vanilla extract
Tiny pinch of salt
2 Tbsp bourbon

Mix the sugar and yolks together until light in texture and smooth. Combine the milk and cream and bring to a simmer (either on the stove or in the microwave). Whisking constantly, drizzle the hot milk/cream into the egg/sugar to temper it. Once combined, transfer the mixture to a pot and place over medium-low heat. Stir or whisk constantly until it reaches 170F or has thickened to the nappe stage (coats the back of a spoon), then remove promptly from the heat. Strain through a fine-mesh sieve to remove any curdled egg bits.

(The method I use to avoid all chances of curdling is to mix the eggs and sugar in a large metal bowl, and then after mixing in the milk/cream, place the bowl over a pot of simmering water and whisking. This longer, but you won’t have to strain it afterwards. Also, you can be somewhat less paranoid about the constant whisking of the mixture- this cooking method is gentler than direct heat.)

Stir in the vanilla and salt. Cool for at least four hours (I just stick in in the fridge overnight).

Stir in the bourbon. Freeze in an ice cream maker, following the manufacturer’s instructions. Transfer to freezer to let harden.

Man, today was hot. Biking home from work was all manner of sticky and sweaty. And I don’t know what it was, but I’m thinking there must’ve been, like, an 18-wheeler FULL of durian that tipped over somewhere. If you’ve ever smelled it, you know what I mean. Whoo boy!

Even with the stench, a lot of people were out walking. There was a pretty good breeze going, so I could understand that. (Certainly didn’t help that the same wind was blowing the stomach-turning smell of durian around.) People sure weren’t moving very quickly, though. Just kind of lumbering up and down the streets.

The roads were surprisingly empty. I was expecting more people to commute home via their air-conditioned cars, to tell the truth. I still managed to hit almost every single light on my way home. I guess people were jealous that I had wheels or something, because they kept getting too close when I was stopped. Unfriendly lot down here in the South Bay. No, “Hi! Nice day. Pretty warm. Huh, what’s that rotting flesh smell?” Just a lot of “Urghhhhhhh blerghhhhhhhhh.” And “Glrghhhhh brawn.” Well, I am looking pretty ripped. Been almost three months since I started the bike commute, after all.

Got home, took a shower, nuked a burrito, and waited for the guys to come over for D&D. Oh, there’s the doorbell now.

Wait, what?!

NO!

(This horribly written bit of fiction is brought to you by Blog Like It’s the End of the World.)

My apologies for being absent from the blog. Between sewing and moving (yes, again), I haven’t had time to really do anything of interest. I’ll be free in August.

Mother’s Day was on Sunday, and as has come to be expected, J and I made brunch for the moms. J made French toast and a strawberry/balsamic salad, and I made quiche.  Kiddo  didn’t seem to like it, but everybody else did. I used a prepackaged crust- the horror! It was an organic, whole-wheat crust I got from Whole Foods. And it came in a pan. I’m so lazy. But honestly, my crust skills would not pay any bills (no matter how tiny). Quiche is really easy apart from the crust!

I also made a failure this weekend. While looking at quiche recipes in an old edition of The Joy of Cooking, there was on the same page a recipe for “Nut, Bread, and Cheese Loaf.” (I think that was the name.) I had all the ingredients, and it looked pretty simple. It looked like it’d be meatloaf sans meat. (Wheatloaf?) Anyway, it tasted all right, but the texture and the overall look of the whole thing was disgusting. I attempted to cut it into slices, but it fell apart, and I was left with an unappetizing tan/grey pile. It kind of looked like I had thrown up on the plate and was attempting to eat it again. Lovely thought, isn’t it? I threw it out yesterday, after trying to eat it for lunch.

Good times. D&D tonight.

It’s pathetic when all I have to offer is drinks, isn’t it? Well, I’ll have a new recipe after this weekend. Mother’s Day brunch and all that, you know. The Gin Daisy I tried last Sunday. I was flipping through Jer’s copy of the Williams-Sonoma Bar Guide, looking for something we had all the ingredients for. This seemed simple. It’s quite nice. Stronger than I thought it would be.

R☆ and I were at Target, and we saw some wine cooler-type things made with chai tea. We thought that was kind of a good idea, but that we could make it better (and chepaer). We made the Irish Chai last night. It’s perhaps not quite as thick as it should be- R☆ suggested that maybe the milk should be frothed. That would probably work, but it adds extra complications for those of us who don’t have one of those little frothy wand things.

Irish Chai

1 cup whole milk
2 bags chai tea
4 Tbsp Bailey’s Irish Cream

Heat the milk to boiling. Add the tea bags and steep for five minutes. Discard the tea bags, and divide the chai into 2 mugs (1/2 cup each). Add 2 tablespoons of Bailey’s to each mug. Stir. Reheat gently in the microwave if necessary. Serves 2.

Gin Daisy

(William Sonoma Bar Guide)

2 1/2 oz. gin
2 Tbsp lemon juice, freshly squeezed
1/2 Tbsp grenadine

Pour the gin, lemon juice and grenadine into a shaker half full of ice cubes. Shake well. Strain the contents into an ice-filled glass. Serves 1.

Ouch.

I guess it had to happen sometime. I fell off my bike yesterday coming home from work. Moving from road to sidewalk, my wheel went into a groove and I pitched onto the sidewalk. I scraped up my wrists and bruised the crap out of myself. I have a nifty little polka-dot pattern on my right shoulder from the lining of my windbreaker. It’s funny, because it was pretty hot here yesterday (93F) and I was boiling in my jeans and jacket. While I was falling, I thought, “Ohthankgodlongpants. But why aren’t I wearing my gloves?!” There would have been a lot more blood if I had been wearing shorts. Bruising is preferable!

I’m very sore today.

(And yeah, I know- “Boohoo, you fell off your bike. Suck it up!”)