I burnt my hand on the oven making dinner Saturday night, and the pain and the fact that I couldn’t stim with that hand made me angry enough to make lemon and ginger biscuit ice cream. Verdict, next time, less lemon essence or lemon zest instead, but perfectly edible.
Tag: ice cream
Listen to me. I want a cheeseburger. I want bacon on it. I know I’m not supposed to. I want a lot of cheese. I want Thousand Islands. I might even put some Mulberry Street Pizza pizza oil.
knitting in the dark 