Oh my goodness, what IS happening to me? I’m in danger of turning into a domestic goddess and I don’t even like cooking.
Returning home from the allotment last week with a glut of strawberries, I pureed some of them (no sugar or anything added, that would have been too complicated) and popped them into heart-shaped ice cube trays.
Fast forward to tonight when my daughters had friends round for an impromptu dinner. I found some vanilla ice cream in the freezer and served with frozen strawberry hearts*. A HUGE hit.
* For the avoidance of doubt I am fully aware that ice cream does not constitute a nutritionally balanced meal and would like to reassure you that I did serve them pasta first.
* Plus I am also aware that pureeing and freezing strawberries does not actually constitute “cooking” but let’s gloss over that and let me bask in my moment of glory.
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