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Malted Peach Frappe {or is it a Milkshake?}
When I discovered today was National Frappe Day I smiled out loud. It’s been years since I’ve had a frappe, yet a familiar fondness remains. I’ve shared before that I grew up just a corn field away from an iconic New England Ice Cream Shop. The very place I discovered my love for Dusty Miller Sundaes and Malted Peach Frappes.
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Dusty Miller Sundae
It all boils down to this. When I was 11 I would collect change until I saved up $1.25. Then it was out the back door, over the stone wall, past the corn fields to Silver Ranch. I would step up to the window and order a Dusty Miller Sundae.
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Inside Out Dusty Miller Sundae {Deep Fried Fair Style}
I’ve been racking my brain this week trying to envision some Outrageous Fair Food Creation that hasn’t been done. The beauty of the Internet is with the click of a button you can indeed confirm that most everything you can imagine has already been deep fried and served on a stick. But I think I may have an original, inspired by my favorite childhood treat…a Dusty Miller Sundae…vanilla ice cream, hot fudge sauce, generous sprinkling of malted milk powder, topped with whipped cream. A ‘treat’ would imply it didn’t happen often, however I was fortunate in that I grew up just across the cornfield from Silver Ranch, home of the Dusty Miller and…
