Maybe because I was still thinking of Grandma Engwall , I thought of my OTHER favorite ice cream , not Rocky Road , the OTHER one..the elusive one that cannot be found at least by me at any cost ..anywhere .
Maybe it's just a Minnesota thing , I'm not sure but it is in the top 5 memories of Grandma's kitchen.
Butter Brickle Ice Cream.
Never heard of it , have ya .
Yep.
Thought so.
The closest way that I can describe it is as a heavy duty French vanilla with bits of toffee in it. Not the nuts or the chocolate part, the actual toffee. Grandma would get extra swanky dontchaknow and would open a can of hershy's chocolate syrup and drizzle it over the bowl.
Bliss , pure bliss.
I have always had a passion for good toffee made with good butter and while some folks are happy with Almond Rocha ( guilty), nothing beats good toffee.
I can see the confused look on y'alls face.'
So where the hell does Janet Rudolph come in ?
Well , I read her blog " Dying For Chocolate " every day or I try to. It is one of those no fail sure to cheer my sorry ass up kind of things when I need it, inspiration when I can find it all amusing 365 days a year.
And she had this link for this toffee she wrote about.
Go check it out and if you are on facebook, follow " Toffee Talk."
Say that out loud and not think of Mike Myers impression of his mother in law from SNL and Coffee Talk.
I dare ya.
Ciao,
Aunty Pol
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