Does this do what it says on the tin? Do you get more awesome? If you’ve never quite let go of your inner eight year old this has the essence of dense, chocolaty, childhood delight. When I was young, the best ice cream was all about the bits you got inside. Usually, it was just one variety of bit. Maybe they came in different colours like Goody Goody Gum Drops but usually it was some kind of chunk, or cookie, or ripple. Here you get cookie, *and* glorious pieces of fudge.
Let it soften for a spell in the fridge, and you can tuck in to a culinary reimaging of what it’s like to play in wet mud as a kid. You can make all the mud pies you like, and eat to your heart’s content, with crumbly fudge to replace the small stones in the soil that would instantly chip your teeth if you partook in the real thing (better to let them slowly decay with the sugar).
This stuff is a serious weakness of mine. Two litres has barely survived the week. My ability to portion control completely goes out the window when this is in the fridge. If I was a target for assassination, my assailant wouldn’t have to do anything more complicated than ensure that this was constantly in the fridge. In fact, one of the reasons this has taken so long to make an appearance on the blog is what it does to me when it’s in arm’s reach. The part of my brain that is still a child and doesn’t have any concept of nutrition and consequences is completely defenceless before this tub’s obvious, but simple and effective charms.
Serve in big scoops and tuck in too quickly until you get brain freeze and a tummy ache.