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My Newest Toy

Ice cream by Bombay Foodie

I've done it again. After telling myself that I have way too many gadgets and no space to put them in, I've gone ahead and bought the one gizmo I've been eyeing for years - an ice cream maker.

It isn't anything fancy. In fact, it was the most basic and the cheapest model around. In this version, you get a tub that you put in the freezer for about a day. This frozen tub does the actual freezing and the rest of the ice cream maker is just to churn the ice cream to make it nice and soft.

I still haven't mastered the art of making custard without scrambling eggs so the new gizmo was christened with David Lebovitz' strawberry yogurt. Once blended, it took around 15 minutes to churn into delicious frozen goodness.

The tub's now gone back into the freezer and I am now on the lookout for my next ice cream flavour to be churned tomorrow. With small batches I can eat in a day, it's practically like having your own ice cream parlour. Now how cool is that!

Comments

Srivalli said…
Wow that does look awesome, I must get one myself!..I make chocolate mostly as you know kids only love chocolate (me too)..and I mostly depend on blender and aluminum vessel for the ice cream to set, and I mostly never get crystals nor overrun ..:)..
Pinky said…
Simran..if u are a icecream lover..then this is the best gadget....it is on my must buy list from a long time
Poonam said…
i got one for myself last year and it is one of my most used gadgets. i love it! you are going to have many happy days ahead with it :D

i used to follow recipes earlier but now i just go with whatever i have at hand.

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