The second the weather starts warming up my mind is on a one way track towards summer. I’m ready for sundresses, strappy sandals, days that never end, and permission to eat lots of ice cream. Not that you really need permission for that. But it just feels less guilty in the summer. It’s like, “Hey! It’s 120 degrees so I’m going to eat some damn ice cream!” I’m already trying to push that summer mode. I haven’t broken out the sundresses yet, it is only in the 50s and 60s, but I’m pretty darn close to just doing it.
This is my first homemade ice cream batch of the season. It definitely won’t be my last. Having an ice cream maker is awesomely dangerous. If you don’t have one, I’m sorry. But you can totally get the one I have for just $50! No pressure or anything. But seriously, you should get one. They even come in different colors, so… there’s that.