I put butter in ice cream because I simultaneously hate & love myself. It's complicated.
This week I finished my second-to-last EVER semester of college and I *finally* learned how to tie a neck tie. So, in honor of getting one step closer to being an unemployed, poor and probably sad college graduate who can look cute in a tie,I get to eat as many of these buttery-pistachio-cold-figgy things as I want, damn it. I'll need the extra calories for this long, cold New Orleans winter, anyway (just kidding its hot and muggy outside right now and its really messing up my Christmas spirit).
I chose to put figs in this ice cream because they are a Christmas thing, but it wasn't until literally yesterday that I looked into why they are a Christmas thing. They're in season in the summer, but it's December. I don't know, its just weird. Yes, I know the song that goes "something, something, figgy pudding" is like a Christmas anthem but I wanted to know WHY. Well, surprise, surprise...Read More
I'm all about the standard Thanksgiving fare. Give me turkey and gravy, different kinds of stuffing, cranberry sauce, etc. I love it all, and will eat it until I feel adequately gluttonous. This year, though, I thought it would be fun to mix things up a bit. These cookies were my attempt at doing so. No one cried, or yelled, or told me I wasn't American because I put corn into a cookie. There were no screams of "socialist!" or comments about how my liberal views of appropriate tThanksgiving cuisine were ruining traditional family values. So, that was cool.
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