Brag Time

Last weekend we celebrated Matt becoming one year older and awesomer. In a last-minute shuffle of events, we ended up just having a gaggle of people over instead of going anywhere. I attempted to class-up the get together, which was bound to become a hanging-around-the-illegal-firepit kind of party (meh... bylaws...) by making passion fruit ice cream again. This time I remembered to take a pretty picture as well. Cupcakes and Cashmere better watch out, I did good...

Passion fruit ice cream served in the empty passion fruit, with a dollop (I like that word) of spiced rum whipping cream and a sprinkle of cinnamon.

I'm giving myself extra points (feel free to give them as well) for hand whipping the egg whites and the whipping cream that went into the ice cream. Matt tried to use the hand blender to mix chocolate chip cookie dough a while ago and burned out the engine. Sometimes he's so smart and other times... he breaks things. Hand whipping stuff takes a wee bit more effort but if Laura Ingalls could do it (one of my heroes growing up), so can I. Besides, you might as well get whatever work out you can before you indulge in dollops of whipping cream.

Ok, this picture is making me far too proud. For the sake of my ego and your entertainment, I will return to fashion blogging pronto.