Give Me Something Simple [PB "Banana Ice Cream"]

Is the sheer speed of this year making anyone else nauseated? It's like the brakes have gone out in life's car and I'm speeding down one of those western roads, where there is nothing but a desert surrounding me and no end in sight. Ok, my life is not quite as boring as the Great Basin Desert. But it does tend to leave me with a "where I am?" feeling.

Yesterday was a day where I simply refused to continue forging through. I gave up and there was nothing that could pick me up. Miraculously, I made it to my lunch break; and then found the strength to return to work. But by the end of my work day, I had completely surrendered. There's some peace in deciding to accept the fact that: today you're just not enough, or this situation is just not enough, so I'm just going to let...it...be...

I almost headed straight towards Sweet Frog upon jumping into my car. (My fight or flight is more like: weep or eat.) Instead I headed towards home, and suddenly remembered: my new food processor was likely sitting right outside my apartment door---Yes, I gave up on waiting for marriage my wedding registry. I'd like to think some things aren't worth the wait; they're better now.

I took my time, relishing in the experience of unpacking it, inspecting it, and assembling it. I loved it before I even turned it on.

Surely, I had to test it out and complete the experience. But what I made had to be simple, something that would require few ingredients, measurements, cleaning up...and no recipe. Please.



This idea has been floating around Pinterest for what seems like months now (just Pinterest search banana ice cream). I'd originally dismissed it because I was seriously lacking in the blender department. No longer having the excuse, I tossed, processed, and ate. So yummy...and easy (and better for you than normal ice cream!).



A few more details: Toss a frozen banana and 1-2 tablespoons peanut butter into a food processor, blend until smooth, place in freezer until firm.

Personal serving preference: scoop on a cone and lick that melancholy away.