I apologize for the hideousness of this photograph. (I made it a little smaller than usual in an attempt to offset the effects of my horrible camera skills.) Truly, all I wanted to do was consume the comforting layers of sweet flavor....
Ryan introduced me to these simple, chewy discs of oatmeal delight. Prior to his revelation, I had been firmly convinced that an oatmeal cookie could not be complete without raisins and at least a bit of cinnamon. He made a believer out of me: oatmeal and a smidgen of vanilla extract are the only absolutely necessary additions for a perfect oatmeal cookie. Not to say that I don't still love my oatmeal raisin spice cookies, but I am quite content with the purity of his oatmeal cookies. If taken out of the oven at the right moment, they literally melt in your mouth as you bite in.
Oh my. We're lucky if the dough even makes it into the oven. The dough satisfies about as well as the cookies. There is nearly always a scuffle for licking the bowl and spoon.
However, if some of the dough doesn't make it into cookie form, then we are at a loss for making our ice cream sandwiches...a mutual fetish we cannot overcome. There are few foods as delicious as cookies and ice cream; marry them and I nearly swoon at the sight.
This ice cream cookie creation is entirely homemade. The French vanilla ice cream was a second batch after the first success at ice-cream-from-scratch I made the other day. I am very excited to try out some other flavors now that I know it can be done without an ice cream maker, but, first, I had to make Ryan a batch of his favorite flavor.
Ice cream meet cookie.
It was a match made in heaven.