the ice cream comes out so awesome that i decided i was going to make candied bacon ice cream for our friends who were coming over for dinner because they had wanted to try some. you probably know (if you aren't in denial about it) that i don't eat pork:
but i happened to have some in the apartment for a boring reason that doesn't really matter. so, i decided to go for it. i made the bacon:
and it was ready to go. real perfection. but the bacon wasn't quite as crispy as i would've liked, so i decided to put it under the broiler for a few seconds just to finish it off. i stuck it in the oven and...
totally forgot about it. when i pulled it out three minutes later, it was burnt to a crisp and completely unusable:
also, while he was away, i remembered that i hadn't eaten for many an hour, and maybe that was contributing to my fury just a teensy bit. so i had a little nosh and felt MUCH better.
and--best, most luckiest news--the ice cream came out great!
to sum up, it obviously wasn't meant to be with the pork. i mean, if HaShem had wanted me to have pig-based bacon in my ice cream, then HE wouldn't have made me burn the bacon. divine intervention. case closed.