We have officially reached that point in summer where I refuse to turn the oven on and ice cream is a completely acceptable dinner. Add homemade magic shell to the situation and it's like all of a sudden you're back to the days where the biggest decision to be made was what flavor ice cream should I have? It was always like hitting the jackpot when not only did mom buy ice cream, but there was magic shell in the house! I don't even know if I actually liked the stuff back then, but I was completely mesmerized by it. Fast forward to today ...
Strawberry Rhubarb Creamsicles
There's so many things I love about summer that if I listed them all we'd probably be here till next week! The long sunshine filled days, road trips, the way it smells after an epic downpour, bbqs, freckles, because let's face it, some of us are bronze challenged, and of course, ice cream. Ice cream seems to be the one constant no matter how old we are. When I was about 8, summer meant going outside to play and running in the house screaming "Moooooom" as soon as I heard the ice cream truck turn the corner. By the time I hit 13, it meant ...