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how to: peppermint mocha ice cream

Ever since I discovered Kevin and Amanda's method for making homemade ice cream without a machine, I've been hooked.  I've made Twix Fudge Swirl, Apple Pie, Coffee, and some knock-your-socks-off Peach Cobbler Ice Cream.  Since I just made my croissant "how-to" (and am currently obsessed with making gifs), I decided I'd do a photo tutorial on how to make homemade ice cream, because everyone should know how incredibly easy and delicious homemade ice cream is!
This time, I made peppermint mocha ice cream.

Whip the heavy cream to stiff peaks…

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Pour condensed milk into a separate bowl,

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Add in some melted butter,

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Some crushed candy canes,


And some chopped dark chocolate too.


 Finish with 1 tablespoon instant coffee, 1/2 teaspoon peppermint extract, and 1 teaspoon vanilla.


Fold it all together...


Pop it in the freezer for a few hours...

Take it out and enjoy the creamiest, most delicious ice cream ever.  Doesn't that look good? The possibilities are endless!


With love,
Erica

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  1. I make this kind of ice cream all the time too! IT'S AMAZING!

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    1. Isn't it? Just like a peppermint mocha from starbucks, but icy cold and creamy!

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  2. That's so cool! I don't have a machine either but I've wanted to make ice cream for a long time. You're gifs are really nice, too. I wonder if you can make froyo without a machine :) Thanks!

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    1. Thank you so much! You have to try this recipe out, it's really a game changer! Ohhh if you can figure out how to make froyo without a machine I would LOVE to hear!

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