Since the last grocery list I’ve managed to make more ice cream.
I was being serious about that sending help part. Consider this my flare gun ice cream S.O.S.
Over the weekend I made Cindy’s roasted strawberry ice cream and then I stood there at the freezer eating it fresh out of the machine. I have no regrets.
And as if that wasn’t enough I plan on making this Strawberry Buttermilk Sherbet (WHAT?!!!) and ice cream jesus David Lebovitz’ SALTED BUTTER CARAMEL ICE CREAM. Sorry ’bout it. (via my recipes and David Lebovitz)
Okay. I’m done.
For dinner this last week, I made this. Then I instagrammed it. It was super good. Somehow Steve found italian sausage in the fridge and we had it in the leftovers and it was super good again. True Story. (via Shutterbean)
Izy made doughnuts. Then she made a video of her making said doughnuts and I almost punched a wall out of excitement. Maybe I ate more ice cream. Izy, please start signing your posts with xoxo, gif wizard. (via Top with Cinnamon)
Erika has some Michelada wings. I’ve never had a straight up Michelada before but just the thought makes me have this sour face of dislike. These wings make that sour frown turn upside down. Into a smile. These wings make me happy. (via Southern Souffle)
I’ve attempted falafel before with great disappointment. These bad boys from Minimalist Baker look like a nice place of redemption and a good way to balance out the loads of ice cream I’m consuming. (via Minimalist Baker)
For music this week I leave you with new business from Phoenix. They just released their new album last week and it excites me greatly. This is summer music at it’s finest and I can’t wait to BBQ and dance to this at the same time, all while freaking Mose out.