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Jimmy and I have been full-on shacked up now for over 10 full weeks. MAJOR ACCOMPLISHMENT! As two dudes who have not had roommates for quite a long while, it’s pretty impressive that we’ve not murdered each other yet. That said – he’s out for a quicko business trip this week and I am using the time to reorganize the kitchen cupboards and move his GrodyTown™ bedroom rug to the guest bedroom.
I’m also doubling up this week on my ice cream production. Last night, I made my all-time favorite – Jeni’s Salted Caramel (pages 102 & 103 of the Jeni’s At Home book). I was nervous to get it on because I didn’t want to fuck it up.
Well – I fucked it up. BUT JUST A LITTLE! Even with the little fuck-up, it’s still completely incredible. The degree of difficulty on Salted Caramel is like a 9/10. Not only do you have all of the same fiddly steps as a normal ice cream, but you also need to make a caramel, which is, in itself, a nightmare. In the end, the caramel turned out just fine – it was my cream cheese that chunked out in the final product.
This is what eating my Salted Caramel sounds like: “oh! yay! this sure is delicious – but also – wait – what??? am i just chomping down on a cream cheese chunk for no reason? I guess I am! UNSETTLING! Did a raccoon make this shit?”
I promise – I will figure this out. This is really just my third real attempt at ice cream, so I’m still getting used to all of the steps and the things…. STOP JUDGING ME!
On a positive note, I also bought a waffle cone iron and now I’m making all of my own ice cream cones. I’M MAKING ICE CREAM CONES!
Y’all! Making cones is so easy – it’s just like a pancake batter and then you burn the shit out of your hands and SHABLAM – you’ve got cones!
Anyway – my dingus fiance gets home on Thursday and I can’t wait and that’s all I have going on in my dang life right now!