I have casually rolled my eyes and silently scoffed at the woes of fellow Seattle dwellers who have complained about the heat. I may not have joined in this pitty party before because I have been sitting comfortably in a cool-climate controlled basement while we are still in house-hunting/buying transition.
But lately my compliance with this uncommon weather has changed. I’m freaking hot. Not to mention sticky, sweaty and ready for a cool breeze so that the thought of turning on my oven doesn’t cause an instant sweat.
On a recent trip to Goodwill I struck gold. I walked out of that store with my head held high and a shave ice maker that cost me a whopping buck fifty. I knew I had found something special but little did I know how much joy and refreshment this little hand-crank machine could produce.
Now I know you might not be as lucky as I to have such a device – so really this post becomes quite useless. But for the small percentage of you who do own such a machine – first of all we should start a club (we can work on a name later). Secondly, you’re welcome.
And for the rest of you – run to Goodwill now and maybe you too will mine such a treasure or you could check here or here and if those options don’t sound appealing simply gaze, drool and I won’t tell if you get caught licking your screen.
On this particular day I made a Strawberry Balsamic snow cone. Resisting the standard cloyingly sweet processed syrups I opted for the homemade variety. Using one of my many jars of homemade strawberry jam I added the contents of the jar plus a touch of water to a medium sauce pan. That simmered for a few moments until nice and saucy. The jam/syrup was then strained and cooled. The balsamic vinegar was reduced to the consistency of syrup that coated the back of a spoon like a thin Spring jacket – the kind that are more for ‘look’ than actual practicality.
So there you have it, a delicious but useless – unless you have the machine – recipe that gets two little but eager thumbs up from my official taster of all things sweet.