Olo to those whose interests have been piqued by those pretty words, cotton candy ice cream! It’s getting quite toasty here in Texas. Last night, I was leaving a Hillsong United concert, and I swear, it was 90 out. Listen, I won’t complain. A week ago, I was in Orlando and the evenings fell below 40, but if I am to survive this warm weather, I need sustenance to pull me through. Enter, ice cream. Pretty in pink, huh? As I just said, I recently returned from Orlando where they sell things like turkey on sticks, sugar-coated churros and Dippin’ Dots. Yas, I was in Disney World. Thank you for calling out the twelve-year-old kid in me. I call her J, she makes up about 80% of my soul and sometimes her husband bribes her with things like back scratches and pizza and trips to Disney. Okay, hold on, it was not a bribe. The screaming twelve-year-old inside of me is in fact married to a screaming fourteen-year-old boy trapped inside a 28-year-old’s body, so . . . Disney was Heaven on a stick to the two of us. Catch that pun?
Anywho, what does all of this have to do with ice cream? Come on, all ye Belles and ‘Rellas! What would the world’s greatest “theme park” be without cotton candy and frozen yumness? Let me explain further. So, I finally escaped my funk. You know how you leave a place you really love, and you start to become all emo, like, “But when will I go again?” Welp, I was getting fairly impressive at it, all that pouting, sitting in a pile of Cheetos, the couch sunken in. I even taught my bottom lip how to quiver on command. Ry would be like, “Wasn’t that fun?” and I’d be like, “Did you just say ‘wasn’t’? Like, past tense? Wow. You really know how to like, break my freaking heart, don’t you? Do you even love me anymore?” Then came the bottom lip quiver. So impressively natural, so smooth. But I was getting sick of all that self pity. It was time for a change!
One of my absolute favorite websites, which I’m most positive you’re already familiar with, is Lauryn Evart’s The Skinny Confidential – basically the Tiffany’s of all lifestyle blogs. This girl knows the answers to every question you’ve ever asked yourself, and she has the most insane recipes, like cotton candy ice cream. Plus, she’s beautiful and funny and just a total catch. Anyway, I was sitting around missing Disney when I felt I should cheer myself up by going to The Skinny Confidential and browsing Lauryn’s recipes, and guess what? I found something. Something that would not only make my tummy happy, but also cure this achy, breaky heart of mine. It would be a little taste of Disney at home: cotton candy ice cream, y’all. Doesn’t this cotton candy ice cream just look insane? Like so beautiful. Like so delicious? I think you should make it. I think you should make it now. And when you make this fantastic cotton candy ice cream, you should totally have an . . .
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So this is what happened. I made this recipe. Then I ate this recipe. And then . . . ha . . . I made it again. Whoops! Don’t care. Like, I really regret nothing. Actually, that’s not true. I regret not doubling the fun initially, because I had to get the blender back out and blah blah blah, but uhh . . . It. Was. So. Worth. It.
- 1 1/2 banana
- 10 medium to large raspberries
- 3 tablespoons of goji powder
- 2 drops of vanilla extract
- Handful of ice
- Optional: Additional berries for coloring and additional flavor
- Optional: Nuts or shredded coconut to taste
- Combine ingredients in a blender, such as a bullet, and blend until totally combined.
- Pour "ice cream" in a bowl and top with whatever desired, such as shredded coconut, berries or nuts.
- Enjoy or freeze immediately.