I consider myself an easily excitable person. I don’t necessarily jump up and down but internally a lot of synapses fire off and I squirm with excitement. Example: I love dogs. VERY much. It doesn’t matter if I’m walking, driving, talking, by myself, with friends etc. I stop whatever I’m doing when I see a dog I think is cute and make “the dog noise.” So if a four legged animal who I have no attachment can conjure up such a reaction then you can imagine what participating in an underground farmer’s market making ice cream did to my brain. IT FREAKED OUT.
What is forageSF? It’s an underground farmer’s market of local folks who love food and want to share their specialty goods with others. I had went to a market a few months ago and really liked it and knew I wanted to participate. How it works is you make a sample batch of whatever you are making and wait a week to hear back. [insert waiting a week] I GOT IN!!!!!!!!!!!
What did I make? I pushed myself to the absolute max on this one…ice cream sandwiches. [echoing] IT. WAS. A. LOT. OF. WORK.
This was originally called “Drunken Girl Scout” but since it found its way into a penguin shaped cookie I found it more appropriate to name it “Drunken Penguin.” This is the description I wrote on my menu: “Bailey’s ice cream with chopped mint cookies sandwiched between two mint chocolate cookies that satisfies that thing in your brain that makes you gasp with excitement. Something like that.” (This was my “big seller”.)
My name is Lisa and I have an addiction to Pinatas. It’s true gang. I love the concept, the colors, the idea, everything. This piñata is stuffed with smiles and coconut ice cream. Its coat is a sugar cookie with vanilla glaze with colored shredded coconut.
I also love unicorns. Tsk Tsk I know but nonetheless they are fun and as I wrote on the menu, “There’s nothing happier than San Francisco…so eat it up! The San Francisco is a delicious and refreshing fine Madagascar vanilla bean between sugar cookies decorated with what else, rainbow sprinkles.” The kiddies seemed to be extra drawn to these.
This was a limited edition sandwich as I had a little extra dough and wanted to try out this cookie cutter. The menu read “What’s better than eating ice cream? Eating an ice cream sandwich that’s shaped like an ice cream cone! Indulge the double team of ice cream which is a rich vanilla bean sandwiched between two golden soft sugar cookies. (Obviously topped off with sprinkles.)”
So how did it go? I worked my little synapses to the core and I saw results before I even got to forage. I saw a result in me. I found myself completely engrossed in this project and focused. Almost too much at times. I thoroughly enjoy testing myself though, I like a good challenge and boy did I sign up for one.
The only major hiccup was the dry ice situation. I had used dry ice from one store a few times and knew it certainly worked it’s magic. Part of its effectiveness is that it is in pellet form so it’s really easy to stack and position to your liking. Well this establishment is not open on the weekends so I went to another place that sold it in 10 lb blocks. This played a huge lame factor in my plan. I couldn’t really position the ice around the ice cream like I wanted so it wasn’t distributing throughout the cooler. BAD. Ice cream started to melt and it I think my synapses matched the melting effect as they slowly began to stop working and had me perplexed. I got over it and there was plenty of frozen ice cream to be had.
I could go on more about the lessons learned and the shoulda/woulda but that’s for me and my synapses to figure out and not dwell on. I do want to focus on the sheer joy I had selling my first sandwich to a stranger. Sappy mania…I remember the woman was so excited to buy a Drunken Penguin and said it with such excitement and the fact that I had something to do with that makes me want to come back for more. I remember turning to my friend and I DID JUMP UP AND DOWN and exclaimed “I JUST SOLD MY FIRST SANDWICH TO A STRANGER!” [Long sigh and a smile.]
Other major highlights were:
My amazing and talented friend made me this for the event. I had asked her for a simple poster and she literally showed up with this…on canvas. [SYNAPSES SYNAPSES SYNAPSES.]
My friends are like dry ice…they are the coolest things in the world. I am fortunate enough to have an unbelievable supportive group of friends who showed up to help, eat, and be friendly faces in the crowd. It was very amazing and warm to see each of their reaction’s when they came to the booth…they were just as excited as I was and you can’t really ask for more than that.
Yes I meant to type Smammies. When dealing or talking about pancakes I become a different person. The name alone brings a smile to my face. Besides the word “beak”, I think pancakes have THE perfect name. If I were given the task of naming pancakes back in the day I would either gone with “pancake” or “edible squishy lily pad.”
The very first ice cream experiment I had was with pancakes so clearly I have a weak spot for these pan cooked palms of cake. If I were to have a “signature” ice cream I want it to involve pancakes. There I said it. So this time I opted to use the p-cakes as the “cookie” to an ice cream sandwich. [insert a beam of light sent from above] .
Personally I like my pancakes plain Jane…meaning no syrup, fruit, chocolate, glitter, etc. A simple pat of butter will suffice. However I wanted to play around with fruit and pancakes so I opted for blueberry because it’s my second favorite fruit after oranges.
Most recipes call for melting down the blueberries with sugar. I complied and got a fantastic glassy magenta ooze:
While the magenta ooze erupted, I got the rest of the ingredients acquainted: milk, cream, eggs, and sugar. After they exchanged business cards, I make the intro to the blueberry magenta ooze. After chilling in the fridge for a few hours, I noticed blueberry ooze was shy and wasn’t really coming out in the flavor. I turned to the other package of blueberries and just chopped them up in the liquid butcher (the blender). I added them to the mix and let chill overnight. This is exactly what the magenta ooze needed, a little confidence.
(is this background too red? Wasn’t sure.)
Sooooo back to the “smammies” part. Not so much. I tested two ice cream sammies with the pancakes because I wasn’t sure how hard the pancakes would get and didn’t want to waste the ice cream. Good call. The pancakes became rock hard and didn’t work so well so I will have to go back to the drawing board and try making more of a pancake-esk cookie.
Peeps: It’s What’s for Easter. Peeps are what candy corn is to Halloween, a necessity. A nostalgic sugar rush drummed up by candy makers since the dawn of man. Ok maybe a little dramatic but we all remember Peeps as the hand-held sticky bond to Easter.
With that said, I wanted to pay homage to the sprinkled bird by incorporating into ice cream. I was playing around with the idea of just cutting up pieces of Peeps and making into a Rocky Road-esk mess but my very creative baking friend suggested an ice cream sandwich….EUREKA/GENIUS! I took her advice and sliced the peeps in half and blanketed a spread of vanilla ice cream.
It took several attempts to get this sugary Easter bouquet correct. The first time I didn’t refrigerate the peeps and just used them as is…fail. They were too weak to take on the heavy ice cream so it resulted in a squishy eating experience. My co-workers suggested to use a support system a.k.a. a cookie. Then one of my most blunt critics at work suggested to dye coconut green and make a little home for the Peep. DONE.
Note: The level of detail in the Peep eyes has drastically taken a plunge. Check out the Cyclops peeps: