Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Italy for Christmas

Marketing experts can quantify anything - hair conditioner will give your hair 67% more volume, mascara will give your lashes 72% more fullness, blah blah blah.

So, what exactly is going to happen to my ass now that my misguided family has given me a Gelato maker for Christmas?



There it is. My Christmas-red beauty! Little did I know when I romped happily over to their house on Christmas that I was about to meet my doom. My lovely doom. Wrapped in a big box with a tag reading 'The Quest Continues'.

It didn't help a bit that Epicurious has dozens of Gelato recipes on line. It helped even less that that Chapters stocks a book called 'The Ciao Bella Book of Gelato & Sorbetto' and that I had a gift certificate burning a hole in my pocket.

Bowing to the inevitable, I sallied forth, bought the damn book and a tanker car full of milk and cream, and headed for the kitchen. That was Sunday.

This was Tuesday.


Left to right: Pomegranate with grated dark chocolate and Grand Marnier; Limone; Chocolate Hazelnut (I mean, Cioccolato Nocciola) and Chocolate Raspberry.

The Pomegranate is absolutely killer! Coincidentally, it needs pomegranate molasses, which Just Happened To Be in an amazing gift basket of Moroccan food ingredients (for a trip in fall 2011, which will likely be more blog fodder).

You would think (but you would be wrong) that I stopped there. Friends were coming for dinner Wednesday, and that required a special seasonal Gelato. I make a mincemeat-like boozy fruit compote that is great on ice cream. I had to find out if it was just as great IN ice cream. Adding a cup or so of the compote with a good slug of Kahlua and an indecent drizzle of Dulce de Leche caramel sauce, I came up with a pretty damn amazing Gelato...



Fortunately, one of my souvenirs of Italy was a gelato spoon!



I think I am going to call this one... Doom. And it likely will give my ass 87% more fullness.

Ciao.