My New Favorite Dessert, Homemade Samoa Ice Cream

Here's a hint.

What's your favorite Girl Scout cookie?  Are you a thin-minter?  Or perhaps a tagger-along? 

Me, I'm a Samoan.

Mmmmmmmmmmmm. . .the shortbread, the caramel, the chocolate, the coconut.  Nothing's more awesomepants than biting into a Samoa.  (Or a caramel delite if you live in one of those weird places where Girl Scout cookies have lame names.) 

Or, rather, I should say that nothing was more awesomepants than biting into a Samoa.

Because I've improved it.

Because now--now there's Samoa ice cream.

And now you're going to be all, "Hey, did you know that Edy's makes a Samoa ice cream?" and I'm going to be all, "Yeah.  It sucks."  Edy's basically takes one tiny little cookie and breaks it up into 100 tiny little chunks for a half-gallon of ice cream.  Me, I like my ice cream chunkier than that. 

So, after much careful thought and consideration (sadly, much more careful thought and consideration than I've put into making any major decision for my actual life), I decided to make Toasted Coconut Ice Cream.  And then I made Creamy Caramel Sauce.

And then I made this shortbread.

And then I covered it in chocolate.

And then I figured, "Hell, why not toss on some more toasted coconut and drizzle it with chocolate?"

So I had homemade Samoas.

And then I tasted these homemade Samoas and decided that they were crap and that I didn't want them to adulterate my perfect Toasted Coconut Ice Cream. 

So I decided to throw them out.

But then I decided that first--since I'd spent a good deal of time making these not-even-good homemade Samoas--I  should make a little bowl where I combined all of the components.

So I mixed them with the ice cream, just to see if maybe it would be good all put together.  And I threw on some caramel sauce.

And then the angels sang.

And I rejoiced.

And so did Mitch.

And it really is the best thing to come out of my kitchen in a long time.  It's in the uppermost echelon of deliciousness.  I want to cry happy tears just thinking about how wonderful this stuff is.

So, if you're a Samoan, and if your heart so desires, make this.  And don't share with anybody. 

I'm not.

I Second That Emotion

This guy's got a point. Plus, it's always fun to see my boyfriend, Seth Meyers.



Mmmmmmmmmmm, Seth Meyers. . . Mmmmmmmmmmm, Samoas. . .

Little of this, little of that. . .

Still not much happening here in the SAV. Here's what I've got:

• A glimpse of our Friday night.

• Am I the only person in the world who doesn't care about Tiger Woods and his "addiction"?
• Am I the only person in the world who doesn't care about the Winter Olympics? I'd much rather have new episdoes of 30 Rock and The Office.
• I'm ready for spring. I'm also ready for mid-June. Sixteen more weeks of school! Wooo-hooo!
• Dear Comcast: it'd be really nice if the internet that we pay lots of money for would actually work. Love, Mandy.
• We ordered Omaha Steaks for Matt's parents for Christmas 2008. Omaha Steaks has called me almost every single day since trying to get me to order more. Guess who's never ordering Omaha Steaks ever (ever!) again?
• Is it really time to do laundry again? Didn't I just do all the laundry?
• I hope everyone in the world is watching Modern Family.
• I've been trying to be back on healthy eating lately, and I've been doing pretty well. (Had doctor appointment, got weighed, realized that I weigh as much as three people put together should weigh. Immediately began to monitor food intake and ellipt like crazy.) So I've been meticulously entering my food into Daily Plate, and exercising. And then what happens? Matt comes home last night with Girl Scout cookies--three boxes. Three boxes! Three boxes that I ordered about a month ago. Dammit! Damn you cookies! Why do you taste so good? Maybe I should just eat cookies while ellipting?

Hope you have a wonderful weekend!