Sometimes failed desserts turn into something delicious. And when I say “sometimes” I really do mean it. Most of the time when a dessert fails you’re left with a cake that could double as a doorstop or nougat that could chip a tooth. But that’s not what happened this time. No, this time my failed cake turned into a round of these excellent Rhubarb Vanilla Floats. And if you’re confused as to how a cake turned into an ice cream float, I don’t blame you. It sounds nonsensical.
Oh! Tiki culture, you morally confusing beast. I love your bright colors and unabashed tackery. But I’m troubled by your cultural appropriation of Polynesian mythology and imagery. To say I’m conflicted about tiki culture would be an understatement. But having said that, I have to admit it fascinates me. It’s a bizarre mash-up of misinterpreted cultural symbols and mid-century American aesthetics. It’s strangely beautiful, there’s no getting around it. So, when you isolate tiki culture from the unfair stereotypes it places on a minority, it’s not difficult to see its charms. But is it a given that it should be seen as its own stand-alone cultural phenomenon? No, not necessarily. So, before we get to the frothy, blue fun that is Blue Hawaii Granita let me be clear: Tiki culture is not to be mistaken for Polynesian culture. Okay, I feel marginally better, let’s press on.
This week Toronto had its first official heat wave of the season and I’m positively giddy. Yes, I know heat waves are uncomfortable and their frequency is further evidence that we well and truly effed-up the world, but I love them. As a person who is constantly in search of a large body of water to jump into, I really appreciate this level of heat. You can live in your bikini, pop in the water, get out and wait to get hot again, then rinse and repeat. Also, during a heat wave, it’s perfectly respectable ( I realize we may defer on our idea of respectable) to eat ice cream with every meal. When you really think about it, today’s Salted Vanilla Affogato is just an elaborate plot to put ice cream in your morning coffee. You wouldn’t fight me on that, right? Didn’t think so.