I have done a very dangerous thing.
I have taken the plunge to buy an ice cream machine.
My freezer’s not going to know what hit it.
For years, I contemplated buying an ice cream machine because, well, who doesn’t love ice cream? But each time the temptation hit, I pushed it aside, fearing I’d be making ice cream all the time if it was that convenient. And well, eating ice cream all the time does have its consequences.
But as I started work on my first cookbook, “San Francisco Chef’s Table” (Lyons Press), which will publish in November, I realized I would need to test the ice cream recipes from the chefs contributing to the book.
I could no longer say “no” to the Cuisinart ice cream maker that I’d coveted.
I did the deed a couple weeks ago. And I’ve already used the dang thing three times. God, help me.