This post is going to be a little different than all my other food posts because even though it’s about popsicles, that’s not really what I made.
I know…but here’s what happened.
It’s summertime in this fine country of mine and as if I haven’t said it enough, that means it’s hot as fuck out. So when I was re-organizing my kitchen last weekend, I came across these popsicle holders that I’d gotten from IKEA a while ago.
Don’t even think about judging me for shopping at IKEA…
I came these colorful little fixtures and had the bright idea to make popsicles. With liquor, of course. Because, who would I be if i didn’t make liquor popsicles…?
And like most of my recipes, I figured it all out while I was making them:
1 part 100% Blue Agave Tequilla + 1 part Coconut Cream + 1 part Simple Syrup + a firm squeeze of lemon + several smashed blueberries.
Oh yeah. I was going all out.
I combined all that shit together and it looked good as hell.
So I spooned the libatious mixture evenly into my popsicle holders, not filling them quite to the top.
Put them on freeze for like 6 hours.
Around hour 4, I checked them – still liquidy.
At hour 5, we lost power.
Just randomly lost power. Street lights out, traffic lights out…everything.
The guys eventually came out, toggled the lines a bit and boom…power back on. Awesome. The whole neighborhood rejoiced. And I was back in business baby.
But at this point, I was starting to doubt the success of this, getting a little nervous. So I decided I’d better let them freeze overnight and take them out the next day.
K, so next day rolls around…still liquidy. As if they’d never frozen at all.
What the FUCKITY FUCK FUCK!
*eyeroll and deep exhale *
This is almost the end of the story and there are already 2 things that you can take away from my popsicle disaster:
1. Do your research ahead of time.
I have a strong sense that even if the power hadn’t gone out, they probably would never have really frozen.
2. Don’t be afraid of trial and error.
I know I create some badass shit, but this isn’t always the case. So you can go on and take me off that pedestal.
I seriously thought about not posting this but then figured that when life gives you liquidy adult popsicles, pour that shit into a cocktail shaker, throw in a few ice cubes, a healthy dash of more tequilla and make a martini.
And now I wouldn’t say I’m hammered…but I’m close.