I did not have high hopes for this recipe from Barefoot in Paris. It’s pretty in the photo, which almost always guarantees that it’s going to look like garbage when I make it. Also, what’s so exciting about fruity sorbet stacked up with fruity ice cream? As it turns out, plenty.
It was easier than I thought it would be, and infinitely better tasting than I imagined. I feel like it fits with a theme this week: we’re tired of winter, but we don’t have any fresh ingredients to make it feel like summer, so we’re going to invade the freezer and pantry in a lame attempt to make ourselves feel better. I could see making this again when we want something special to serve for dessert, but it’s too hot to turn on the oven.
Edited to add: if you get tired of this on its own, and you happen to have over-bought fresh fruit, throw a slice of this in the blender with some orange juice and some fruit, and you’ve got yourself a tasty smoothie.