I’m just going to assume that if you read the blog you probably follow me on instagram which means you saw that last week I was trying to live my life in Mexico where the micheladas flow like a river into my mouth. What you didn’t see was that 5 days in I got food poisoning and had a very limited range in regards to travel because I didn’t know where to get a toilet that could be strapped to my body. But in not TMI news there’s a michelada post to school the children in the werks.
Those Marias cookies above were definitely purchased and I just pretended they were saltines and good for me and had weird memories about my mom buying them for us when I was a kid. They’re basically those animal crackers but, you know, not shaped like animals. They’re not very sweet and have sort of a lemony flavor, and they’re perfect for something like an icebox cake/pie/excuse to eat whipped cream.
At it’s simplest form the icebox cake is just a bunch of cookies or whatever stacked up with whipped cream then it’s left in the fridge where the cookies or whatever softens from the cream and sort of becomes one with said whipped cream. It’s a glorious magical thing.
I thought I was going to be super cute and use dulce de leche with the cream and have it taste sort of like an alfajor, which is this cornstarch cookie with dulce de leche filling, but instead it just tasted really good with a gentle touch of the alfajor. We’re still living our life, it’s okay.There’s also cream cheese with the whipped cream because I’m a patriotic american and I like there to be a little more body-ody-ody to my icebox cakes. This cake itself is actually pretty rich so naturally I put just a little more dulce de leche over the top with a sprinkle of maldon then eat 4 pieces while listening to bitch better have my money.
To health and sugar!