I saw a post on In Search of Bees blog about making dairy-free ice cream. I’m in the middle of trying to convince Hubby that I
want need must have an ice cream maker. The Thai Tea Ice Cream sounded so good that I had to start experimenting, ice cream machine or not.
The recipe is only three ingredients: coconut milk, tea, sugar. How could this go wrong, I thought.
Oh, but it did…
The can of coconut milk was not milk at all. I read the label again after opening the can and seeing something that resembled hair gel. Coconut Cream? It didn’t look like cream of any sort! It was sweet and thick, and the can was already open, so I kept going.
I have a box of Indian Chai in the cupboard waiting to be brewed, steeped and enjoyed. I made a sachet for the chai and put in the pot of simmering coconut cream. Nothing happened, there was not a hint of diffusion of the dark spicy tea out to the coconut. The cream was too thick and did not let any flavour out of the bag. I opened the stupid bag and poured the chai into the pot. There. Now do something!
Instantly you could smell the chai and coconut. How the heck am I going to get the tea out now?!? A sieve might work. Cupboards, drawers, nooks, and crannies did not possess the one tool I needed desperately, and right now. I only have one wire strainer that was to be my sieve for this experiment, and it’s lost. So much for mise en place, eh?
I turned to the closest thing in my kitchen with small holes: my cheese grater. It wasn’t perfect but it managed to catch the bigger clumps of chai as the auburn coconut cream cascaded over it into a bowl. There’s still chai bits in the bowl. I picked out the chai, painstakingly, one little piece of crud at a time. What did remain would stay in the ice cream.
The sticky chai coconut caramel mixture was poured into a freezer bag and plopped into the freezer. I went to sleep.
This morning I checked on the chai “ice cream”. It doesn’t look good, it doesn’t look frozen. I’m afraid to taste it now. In the spirit of experimentation, I tried it. It has a caramel overtone and a heavy sweetness, too sweet to be consumed alone. So I made coffee…
The coffee with the failed ice cream wasn’t all together unpleasant, still on the sweet side though. Let’s call it the ice-coffee-coconut-chai-escape. The kids seemed to like this concoction more than I did.
Lesson for today: coconut cream is not the same as coconut milk.
To-do list: Buy coconut milk and a wire mesh strainer. Don’t forget the ice cream maker.