If you want to put a smile on their faces….serve them Raspberry Lemonade Ice Cream Sandwiches!!
Because who doesn’t love an ice cream sandwich?! Especially on on a hot summer day!Continue reading »
I asked a simple question to the other B in my life earlier this week. I wasn’t quite expecting her response. “How do you feel about Root Beer?” Hands to the face, audible OMGosh, I LOOOVE Root Beer…YES! omg, omg, omg.
Check! This girl is crazy for root beer. I had a plan of how to celebrate my dear friend’s birthday. Until that moment. Continue reading »
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.Continue reading »
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. Continue reading »
Red Velvet, White & Blueberry Dessert.
If you’re looking for a dessert treat that’s easy to make and can feed a crowd, look no further. Red Velvet cake (let me share a secret, they sell it at your grocer’s bakery counter baked and unfrosted), vanilla ice cream, blueberries, raspberries, Cool Whip, and strawberries layered in red, white & blue fashion. Continue reading »
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 so much more.Continue reading »