Spoonfood
The spoon is my favorite utensil. Not because of any inherent spoonness, but because foods that are eaten with spoons are just so good. Foods like soup and, of course, ice cream. Naturally, there are exceptions. Nothing beats pesto, although technically there's no reason why you couldn't eat pesto with a spoon. It's the convention of serving it over pasta that stops us. Doesn't eating pesto by the spoonful sound wonderful?!
I think the supremacy of spoonfood must be generally accepted. After all, who's ever heard the expression "fork-feeding"? To "spoon-feed", on the other hand, is widely understood and, indeed, implies babying. You wouldn't baby someone with forkfood! No! Baby them with, oh delicacy of delicacies, spoonfood!
It is also apparent to me that a love of spoonfood is general, not only to humans, but across the animal kingdom. As a case in point, Mitzi loves her food to be soupy. For her, I suppose, the distinction is not so much between spoonfood and forkfood, but rather tonguefood and toothfood. :D When I give her wetfood treats, she always gobbles down the pureed flavors, but ignores the chunky ones (though she eats their sauce). Saturday she kept trying to eat my breakfast (she's such a pest), so yesterday I gave her a scrambled egg of her own. She loved it, but even scrambled eggs aren't quite spoonfood (tonguefood). And she's such a nut. She never really made the transition. She kept running back to her bowl to lick the eggs, but she never actually ate more than a few bites. Crazy Mitzi. The good thing about eggs is that Ozzie is not interested in them at all, so they are truly a treat for Mitzi. I guess next time I'll have to steam her a soupy little custard that she can lap right up.
In my pursuit and greater glorification of spoonfood, I made Ginger Ice Cream for my lab's Christmas party last weekend. It was amazing and everyone loved it. Making it, however, turned out to be angstier than I would like. Imagine my horror as the ginger curdled the milk right before my eyes!
Oh no! Ginger cheese! Ginger cheese ice cream! Eeek! Who'd eat ginger cheese ice cream?!
I guess ginger is acidic. D'oh. Why did none of the reviews on epicurious report this problem? Why was I the unlucky exception? Why?!
I had a super busy weekend, however, so I decided to continue as planned. I strained out the curds & ginger and made ice cream with the whey, hoping that freezing in the ice cream maker would smooth out any residual lumpiness. (I had already determined that it still tasted good.) Fortunately, it turned out beautifully. It froze better than any other batch of ice cream that I have ever made! Though I don't know if that had anything to do with the whey or just that it was really cold in my house. So ultimately, not only did I have delicious ice cream that was the hit of the potluck, but I also came prepared with a melodramatic story of ginger cheese ice cream to regale everyone with!
I think the supremacy of spoonfood must be generally accepted. After all, who's ever heard the expression "fork-feeding"? To "spoon-feed", on the other hand, is widely understood and, indeed, implies babying. You wouldn't baby someone with forkfood! No! Baby them with, oh delicacy of delicacies, spoonfood!
It is also apparent to me that a love of spoonfood is general, not only to humans, but across the animal kingdom. As a case in point, Mitzi loves her food to be soupy. For her, I suppose, the distinction is not so much between spoonfood and forkfood, but rather tonguefood and toothfood. :D When I give her wetfood treats, she always gobbles down the pureed flavors, but ignores the chunky ones (though she eats their sauce). Saturday she kept trying to eat my breakfast (she's such a pest), so yesterday I gave her a scrambled egg of her own. She loved it, but even scrambled eggs aren't quite spoonfood (tonguefood). And she's such a nut. She never really made the transition. She kept running back to her bowl to lick the eggs, but she never actually ate more than a few bites. Crazy Mitzi. The good thing about eggs is that Ozzie is not interested in them at all, so they are truly a treat for Mitzi. I guess next time I'll have to steam her a soupy little custard that she can lap right up.
In my pursuit and greater glorification of spoonfood, I made Ginger Ice Cream for my lab's Christmas party last weekend. It was amazing and everyone loved it. Making it, however, turned out to be angstier than I would like. Imagine my horror as the ginger curdled the milk right before my eyes!
Oh no! Ginger cheese! Ginger cheese ice cream! Eeek! Who'd eat ginger cheese ice cream?!
I guess ginger is acidic. D'oh. Why did none of the reviews on epicurious report this problem? Why was I the unlucky exception? Why?!
I had a super busy weekend, however, so I decided to continue as planned. I strained out the curds & ginger and made ice cream with the whey, hoping that freezing in the ice cream maker would smooth out any residual lumpiness. (I had already determined that it still tasted good.) Fortunately, it turned out beautifully. It froze better than any other batch of ice cream that I have ever made! Though I don't know if that had anything to do with the whey or just that it was really cold in my house. So ultimately, not only did I have delicious ice cream that was the hit of the potluck, but I also came prepared with a melodramatic story of ginger cheese ice cream to regale everyone with!
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