See what I mean? Not fabulous photography (really, though, when have I ever achieved that?). And yet to me, this is super-duper appetizing.
To be honest, if offered this glass of ice or boter-koek, I'd take the ice. I'd pretty much take the ice over anything.
I got excited about perfect ice a long time ago, and believe me, I know how weird this is. I was listening to an episode of The Sporkful, yet another food thing (I'm seeing a pattern here), and Mark Garrison said his perfect cup of iced coffee would have coffee ice-cubes in it...this is going down a rabbit hole, I can see it now. Just listen to the coffee episode if you want the entire argument.
To be brief, I started making my ice cubes out of filtered water, and in a particular tray that was just the right size. You get brain freeze if your ice cubes are too big you know.
Now I have perfect ice cubes. And am happy about that.
Oh, The Mrs? She's obsessed with ice cubes. Another (unwanted) insight into what makes me tick.
