Chilly Tea Sandwiches
I really like the Wittard Afternoon blend of tea Todd brought back from London once, so when the IMBB theme for this round turned out to be tea, I saw a chance to try it a different way. I'd been thinking about making a panna cotta, but the ice cream maker has been sitting on top of the fridge all summer, forlorn and unloved, so I took it down for these tea-flavored ice cream sandwiches.
I used Alton Brown's recipe for vanilla ice cream and substituted 3 teaspoons of tea leaves for the scraped vanilla bean. It's an OK recipe but I find all the cold fat in it leaves a greasy coating on the spoon. Maybe it's my machine (I have one of the hand-crank ones) or maybe I should use a custard-based recipe next time. The flavor's pretty cool, though.
Bring 2 cups half-and-half, 1 cup heavy cream, 3/4 cup sugar, 3 teaspoons loose black tea and a couple good pinches of salt just below a bubble (the edges will start to bubble a bit), then let it sit for about an hour to steep the tea. Pour through a strainer and chill overnight, then freeze it in an ice cream machine the next day. It gets to the texture of soft serve in the machine, then you transfer it to a lidded container to freeze it more solid.
I made a couple of tea ice cream sandwiches (using shortbread cookies, of course), but most of the cookies were broken when I opened the package so I also just mixed crumbs into the ice cream.
The first was a small batch of crumble topping so I could make individual crumbles for myself while Todd was out of town. I used as a base the recipe from Once Upon a Tart and added some almond paste I had left over from some other baking. Also quartered the recipe so I didn't have too much: 2 tablespoons each flour, brown sugar, walnuts and almond paste, and 1 tablespoon each oats and cold butter cut small. I mixed it all together with my fingers, mushing up the butter and almond paste until they were just small pieces. Used some of it to make an individual peach crumble by cutting up a ripe peach, tossing it with a bit of sugar and flour, then putting that in a ramekin and topping it with some of the topping mixture. Baked at 375, I think, for about half an hour. I have more topping in the fridge for the next time I want one. I think next time I may substitute almonds for the walnuts.
I know, I've got to stop complaining about all the great places Todd gets to go, but this time it was London and the free time he had was totally wasted on him. He still picks up my treats at the airport, which has worked out great for me so far, but I need to start researching things for him to bring me from London. (Any ideas?)
Todd's been doing a lot of client-entertaining lately, which means he gets to go out to eat at all the places I'm missing out on. It was particularly depressing last Monday, when August first came down with an ailment that I'm only willing to talk to other new parents about. Todd took his clients to Stella, which is just a block away from where I used to work and one of those places that gives you a thousand little treats with your drinks. (Sob.)
My mom was not afraid to help Mother Nature along a bit in the fruit department: salted canteloupe slices, sugar on berries or stone fruit. Today as I sprinkled my somewhat-tart peach slices with a little bit of sugar and topped them with some ricotta I remembered the peach slices we used to eat as children, sprinkled with sugar and swimming in whole milk or cream. The milk would get sweet with the sugar and peach juices, somewhat similar to drinking the chocolate milk left after cocoa puffs, only much better. I've decided that it's because of my mom's tendancy to do this that I have a sweet tooth, something for which I'd like to seriously and without any irony whatsoever thank her. Why wish that one of my great pleasures in life be taken away?
I bought some sour cherries at the farmers market last week and made a compote with it this weekend. We ate it over ice cream yesterday, and I think I'll mix it with some ricotta for a snack when I get hungry later this morning.