My love for maple syrup started in college. I have NO IDEA how I got the idea, but it is an ingenious combination! I would scoop some cottage cheese in a dixie cup, dump a ton of maple syrup on the top, grab my plastic spoon and be on my way to classes. On days I didn’t have class I still ate my beloved maple breakfast just out of a real bowl instead of a waxed paper cup. I ate it so frequently that my favorite blanket started to smell like maple.
When my husband and I were dating he bought me a cozy red down throw blanket. I still have it and I love it. I am like a kid and their blankey, we are inseparable. Jon wouldn’t touch the blanket because it smelled like maple syrup, even after many washes. Jon would say, “Did you use soap when you washed it?” Yes you nerd, I use soap when I do the laundry. I have mellowed out on my obsession with maple and cottage cheese, but Jon still won’t touch that blanket. It cracks me up!
Soooo, that leads me to this ice cream. Maple just seemed like such an obvious flavor when I was contemplating what to make. I always have a LARGE container of real maple syrup in the fridge because there are so many ways I use male syrup. I use it to sweeten my coffee, pour it over plain yogurt, cottage cheese obviously, and even on peanut butter sandwiches. And now I use it to flavor and sweeten ice cream. As the ice cream was churning I couldn’t stop taking litle spoonfuls, it is so delicious. And then after it chilled and froze I had a big bowl full. Not gonna lie, it totally tastes like butter pecan ice cream, which I am NOT complaining about. The maple doesn’t make it tastes like pancakes, it gives it a rich, deep, buttery sweet flavor.
I made this ice cream for a potluck with my bible study. I didn’t know if everyone would like it because we have THE pickiest eaters in the group. And I thought they might freak out at the nuts or the maple syrup, weirdos! Well, the pickiest of them all, he literally licked his plate clean. Out of the corner of my eye I caught him drinking his bowl like he was drinking the milk from his cereal bowl. He was the only one brave enough to do what we all wanted to do, get every last drop of the ice cream!