
As thrifty parents of three, living on a teacher's salary, my parents were always careful about how they spent their money. So treats were few, far between, and more special for it being that way.
A favorite treat outing all the family loved was going to Ferndale's, the ice cream shop. We would hover over the display case, noses pressed against the glass, trying to decide between the rich, tantalizing flavors and whether to have the regular cone or a sugar cone. After the crucial decisions were reached we were handed our single scoop cones and walked out of the store, happily licking. Once, as my father was unlocking the car, I gave such a happy lick that my scoop rolled right off the cone and landed, plop, on the sidewalk. Too bad that cameras weren't there to capture the dramatic performance that I gave; I would have been a shoo-in for an Oscar. As it was, I was awarded an extra scoop, the clerk saying it was her fault for not properly smooshing the ice cream down into the cone.

So, you can see how it is with ice cream and me. We have history. So it wasn't just a passing glance that I gave to David Lebovitz's post about Salted Butter Caramel Ice Cream. Now the name alone is quite a mouthful, but it was the pictures that drew me back again and again. My daughter would walk by me drooling over the pictures and say, "You're looking at that again? When are you going to make it?" Well, with arm-twisting like that, how could I refuse?

I'm not going to bother putting the recipe here because you can get it from David Lebovitz's post, plus then you can drool over his other excellent recipes, be educated by his erudite posts about everything from salt to horse milk, and laugh out loud at least once a page.
7 comments:
i love your title. i scream you scream - wonderful! oh it makes me laugh. and david lebovitze's book is so on my list!!!
There's no crying over spilt milk, but spilt ice cream, well then that's something else.
You're ice cream looks and sounds delectable, nice job!
What a wonderful post, Lynn! I could picture the little girl and the rolling ice cream. :)
This is amazing and looks delicious - gotta get myself an ice cream maker!
I drool over your ice cream. As I am receiving my ice cream maker this afternoon, I will be making a list of ice creams to make and I'm sure that this will be one of them.
So the cheesecake was well received, even if the water bath did get into the crust. Thanks so much for putting that recipe together for me. It was a delicious success.
I'm most certainly going to have to whip up a peach pie for my dad's birthday. It's his fave and now it looks like I have a marvelous recipe to follow.
**doffs her cap and vanishes**
myriam - soon you will be a brownie and ice cream babe!
Thanks, jen.
patricia - ice cream maker is a must! The little ones, like the Donvier, are fairly inexpensive and are super easy to use.
jerry allison - have fun breaking in your new ice cream maker! I'll watch your blog for new ice cream posts.
gabe - Drat! I'm sorry you got soggy crust, too! I'm glad it worked, other than that.
I made that ice cream a month ago and people keep bugging me about making more! I love it!
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