baked vanilla custards with poached spiced apples, Oatmeal, & the Oh Hellos

Hello, friend.

This past Wednesday night, a group of friends and I went to the Canopy Club, a local music venue, to see the band The Oh Hellos. I wasn’t familiar with the band’s work before the show, so I didn’t quite know what to expect. I knew they had a folk, alternative vibe with a bit of bluegrass mixed in, but that was the extent of my knowledge. As we entered the theatre, the speaker’s blared loud pop music and the stage glowed a soft ocean blue from the spotlights . The ceiling seemed to stretch on forever in the darkness above. The theatre was packed with flannel wearing 20-somethings, all drinking fancy sounding beers and cocktails. I knew I was with my people.

No Churn Vanilla & Cardamom Ice-cream Two Ways | Root Beer Floats + Cherry Compote Topping

Hello friend,

It’s been scorching out here in the Midwest. The sun’s ray beat down brutally. The temperature steadily rises above comfort levels. The sidewalks sizzle like oil in a hot iron skillet. The air is thick and heavy like breathing oatmeal. Heartbeats flutter faster as the air condition blows harder. Sweat drips down spines and tongues become dry and dehydrated. It’s the kind of weather fit for staying indoors, listening to jazz music on a record player, sipping on a tall glass of cold sweet tea, and enjoying the day away from the tumultuous weather. It’s time for ice cream.