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Biscoff Meringue Ice Cream (No Ice Cream Maker, No Sweetened Condensed Milk, No Banana)

I know many of you may be relatively new readers at Wallflour Girl. If so, welcome back! I’ve had the opportunity to meet and chat back & forth these past weeks with so many amazing bloggers like Karen, Allison, Courtney, Matt, Monet, Rachel, and Zainab, who are all gems (you need to check out their blogs now, pronto!). Meeting new faces and writing voices is possibly my favorite part of being a desserts blogger, so please stay to say hi because I’d love to meet (or simply hear from) you!

But let’s be real. My other favorite part is probably your favorite part of blogging, too. And that’s the ice cream.

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How many of you out there don’t own an ice cream machine? Is your hand raised like mine is? It’s officially summer and I’m not sure whether this is a good thing, but hey…welcome to the no-churn club!

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As a homely dessert maker with little need for appliances (and let’s be frank–even less money with which to buy them), I never invested in an ice cream machine. For me, that’s a good hundred bucks or more that I could be spending on minor other things like, oh, I don’t know, food and shelter and clothing and books.

So while I love all the wonderful ice cream recipes swirling around the internet these days as a hot summer blossoms upon us, I’m always a little crestfallen when I click through and see the line: “Place all ingredients in ice cream maker and freeze according to manufacturer’s instructions.”

I mean, that’s like telling me that Winnie the Pooh at Disneyland isn’t actually a real character, but simply a disgruntled high school student stuffed into a suffocatingly hot suit. Where’s the magic in that?

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Butter Brickle Frozen Delight

What’s in a name? that which we call a rose, by any other name would smell

Just as sweet.

Call me wallflower girl. Does that sound sweet to you?

It’s always been a source of minor discomfort to me how fast I can turn from the happy locus of attention among a group of friends to a complete, total wallflower in other social situations. Even when I’m ostensibly happily immersed in a large-group conversation, I can just as easily be that awkward person standing between two people who are having a really great discussion.The only things that make it slightly less great are that…

1) they’re having the discussion across you instead of with you,

2) you’re already part of the circle and can’t leave without seeming rude, so you have to stand there and politely nod at some neutral viewing space between the two people with a look as glazed as a fresh donut,

3) the said conversationists will inevitably give you an acknowledging glance every, oh, half a minute or so, to let you know that they know you’re still there. And that they’re maybe trying to include you. But you’ve been so busy staring at the back of somebody else’s head for the past 30 seconds that you don’t know what they were talking about anyway, and so you just smile.

4) You find out you were smiling while they were talking about something super serious. Like the resurgence of the bubonic plague in a remote corner of New Zealand or something. And then you just feel pretty dumb.

Social situations and I can sometimes get along like, say, water and oil that has caught on fire. For your reference, apparently you’re not supposed to throw water on a stovetop on which oil has flamed up. Instant flambe.… Read more

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