Tag: ice cream

  • Catching Up | October 2016

    autumn-in-boston

    Hi friends! We’re back with a recap of what we’re up to and what we’ve been crushing on this month. We do this (almost) every month, so be sure to sign up below to stay in-the-know. We’re huge fans of Fall (I keep saying that, I know), and we’re always finding new things to love about it. So we’re here to share that love with all of you!

    wei-wei-at-honeycomb-creamery

    Wei here.

    Goodbye October! I don’t know where the time went or what I did with it. Without delaying any further, let’s catch up on some of my favorites from this month. (more…)

  • April Favorites

    April Outdoors

    Hey guys!

    Since we’re edging up to two years on this little blog of ours, we’ve decided to play around with posting monthly updates of what we’re currently crushing on, just to give you a taste of what we’ve been up to.

    First of all, April’s been a crazy month for both of us. Wei is making a huge career change, and is starting a sparkly new job in marketing very, very soon (yay!). Leili has been getting ready to finally graduate after six long years of flitting in and out of school, and couldn’t be more ready. With all these changes going on, we’re so grateful we have you to keep us grounded. We love you guys.

    Now let’s get into it. (more…)

  • Eating Through Europe: Gelato

    fatamorgana gelatoWhen August rolls into September and I notice the leaves begin to drift lazily to the ground, I usually breathe a sigh of relief at no longer having to wipe droplets of sweat off my forehead and peel myself off of public bus seats. And like the next girl, I always get a little excited thinking about all those comfy autumnal layers I can soon show off.

    But this year?

    Summer is hanging around a bit longer. The air is still heavy, and I’m still sticking to things. And it really makes me wish I was back in Italy, letting my tongue chase drops of gelato as they rolled down their cone, while I happily sat under a scorching Tuscan sun. Since I’ve been back in Boston, this is what I’ve missed the most: the obligatory afternoon gelato to keep cool (and sane). Unfortunately, it’s hard to find great ice cream here. And when we do, we don’t eat it every day. Which is a damn shame.

    So, this is an ode to the gelato I fell in love with in the handful of cities I was lucky enough to visit this summer: Paris, Venice, Florence, Siena, Rome, Parma and Bologna, with the best for last. I hope it inspires you to get yourself a cone before summer slips away. Enjoy!
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  • Chocolate Ice Cream & Fudge Sauce {Vegan}

    vegan ice cream bowlAll I need in this life of sin is a few heaping scoops of creamy chocolate ice cream. It fits into any occasion; at any time of day – it’s perfect for elevensies, a summer afternoon snack, or some late-night stress eating after last week’s Game of Thrones finale. (I don’t want to talk about it. I just can’t even.)

    vegan fudge spoon

    But as I’ve mentioned before, I can’t eat ice cream without feeling icky afterward. Lactose intolerance is just a cruel joke. The good news, which took me way too long to discover, is that there’s a solution to this dilemma. And if you give it a chance, you’ll see what all the fuss is about. (more…)

  • Hot Fudge Sauce

    fudge spoonMy name is Leili, and I’m lactose-intolerant.

    The problem I have is this: I am in love with ice cream and everything that goes with it. My last meal would be this brownie sundae with Scharffen Berger hot fudge sauce from Picco. A giant bowl of smooth ice cream drenched in rich hot fudge sauce and covered in a pile of whipped cream…now that’s the good life.

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  • Blueberry Ice Cream

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    When I was younger, my family and I would stay with my great-grandmother in Vermont nearly every summer. The small house was situated on the corner of two intersecting dirt roads, with an ancient wood-burning oven to keep warm in the winters and an apple tree out back that was perfect for my small hands to climb.

    Nearby there was a hill where you could pick your own blueberries, so every summer we’d craft make-shift buckets out of empty water gallons by cutting the tops off, and pick as many berries as we could fit in our buckets while still snagging a few handfuls to snack on.

    Back at the house I would help my mother wash the giant batch of berries, pick out all the leaves and stems, and then watch as my mother would make jars of fresh jam and blueberry pie. So much pie! To this day the smell of freshly baked blueberry pie throws me back to those sweltering summers spent in that rustic Vermont kitchen watching my mom bake, while I stole bites of raw pie dough when I thought she wasn’t looking.

    Jam

    Blueberry season is now almost over, so get the fresh ones while you can! Then make this ice cream to cool off. Although I didn’t pick these blueberries myself, I did get them from a local farm. Still good vibes.

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