They peddle them at traffic lights. In parking lots. Outside Newmarket. Or when you're walking down Free School Street towards the old record stores. Strawberries in little boxes. Not punnets, boxes. Looking oh so pink and delicious, each with its little crown of dark green leaves. But they're lying minxes, these strawberries, because they're sour.
As a good evangelist in the Cause of Food, I have figured out how to convert them and bring them to the light.
Wash them, trim off the leaves, chop them fine. Put them in a small bowl, add a heaping spoonful of castor sugar. Stir 'em about a bit and put them in the fridge. Leave them be while you go get a couple of small tubs of ice-cream. Vanilla ice-cream. Not gelato. Put the ice-cream in a large bowl. Stir THAT about for a bit. Take the strawberry stuff out of the fridge, mix it in. Keep stirring till all the melted ice-cream is a deep pink.
Voila! Real strawberry ice-cream.
The weekend looks promising.
6 comments:
Looks like the summer is on, finally!
Ani,well over 30 Celsius and my AC's on the blink. Ice-cream it is!
J.A.P.
Those strawberries, more often than not, are rotten!
:)
You can also simmer them in sugar syrup. Osmosis works wonders for sour strawberries .
Mallika
For a slightly different taste, chopped strawberries + chopped grapes + chilled yogurt/curd also tastes great! Add sugar if needed
Also, after chopping said berries, douse with a generous dose of cointreau and of course a bit of lemon and then the Castor sugar.
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