Strawberry Coconut Ice Cream and Deception
Perhaps a better title would be “Strawberry Coconut Ice Cream and Failed Deception.” You see, there are several foods I enjoy but Timmy does not. At least, he claims not to like them. I’m usually incredulous, so I try to sneak the food into a dish with several flavors (lay the trap) and then see if he notices. He usually does. We’ve come to a sort of compromise on onions; he gets that they seem to make things taste good, but if it’s possible to pick them out he will. Mushrooms, I have to accept that he will not eat them and no amount of dicing and mixing in will change that. Coconut, however, was a gray-area.
I told Timmy that I made strawberry ice cream, which I did. I did not tell him that instead of milk or cream, I used coconut milk-fat. I scooped out a little bowl – fruity, pink and refreshing. Perfect to end a nice summer day. He took a bite. I watched, cautiously optimistic as he lingered on the flavor and took a couple more small bites. Then he looked at me, eyes narrowed with suspicion, and asks, “What’s in this?” Caught again! Darn him and his knowing what he likes and dislikes! On the bright side, I did get the whole batch to myself.
Here’s a link to the recipe – Strawberry Coconut Ice Cream – only 3 ingredients (strawberries, coconut milk-fat, and honey), and several suggestions on freezing, in case you don’t have an ice cream maker (I do). I think this recipe would also be delicious as a frozen drink, with a little rum thrown in. But for now, I’ve promised my next ice cream adventure will be vanilla bean, something we can both enjoy.