James Boo is the founder, editor and head writer of “The Eaten Path”, a blog that has come to describe itself as “The Gastronome’s Guide To Travel – The Globetrotter’s Guide To Food. This blog delivers the story of a meal. Sometimes that story is specifically about the meal, while other times it’s about the journey to get to the meal.
In a post called “Six Degrees of Caramelized Bacon,” Mr. Boo explained the inspiration and the journey to create what he dubbed “Bacon Corn Dog Ice Cream.” I was sure that true, dedicated “Baconistas” around the globe would be quite interested, dare I say, even inspired by this story that I knew it had to shared now, as the hot, sultry and sweltering days of summer begin to make their presence known.
After all, over the generations, summer has come to mean: Baseball, Hot Dogs, Bacon & Ice Cream in the consciousness of America. Assuming one is open to eating a culinary concoction that does NOT include a baseball, this is just what the doctor ordered.
Here’s what Mr. Boo has to say about his bountifully bacony creation in his own words:
“Suffice it to say, I discovered who my true friends were when I began spread the message of bacon corn dog ice cream and its potential benefits for human civilization. Meg and the Mathemagician immediately volunteered to help me realize this vision, and in two weeks I was mixing corn dog batter in their kitchen.
I used a disheveled Wikihow recipe for the corn dogs, replacing full sized frankfurters with cocktail wieners. My first few attempts were overcooked and uneven, but eventually I mastered the art of the coat-and-fry, turning out frank-filled hush puppies that plumped, crisped, and melted in my mouth in one ineffable bite. The main event, of course, was the groundbreaking submersion of mini corn dogs into a river of ice cream. To administer our great experiment, Meg prepared what would become the greatest ice cream I have ever tasted.
She followed a recipe for candied bacon ice cream, with two key changes. The first was to eliminate the candying process, instead frying and chopping the bacon to mix, unadorned, into the final product. The second change was to replace the butter in our ice cream custard with pure bacon fat.
The results of this alteration were immense: while the taste of bacon emerged as a subtle undercurrent, the richness of the mixture was downright devilry. Sensations of maple, meat, and brown sugar streamed from the spoon in deceptively smooth ribbons of flavor, each more consummate than the last.
The fresh bacon bits completed the picture perfectly, providing a savory punch and a scatter shot of focus for the bacon fat in the ice cream.
Having taken the penultimate step towards my black bulb thought bubble, I fried up a handful of mini-corn dogs, mixed them into my bowl of ice cream, and immediately lifted the spoon to my mouth. The freshly fried cornmeal batter promptly absorbed its host, not unlike the fried shell of tempura ice cream.
My bite into the corn dog retained the crisp of its batter, which quickly gave way to a delightfully blended texture of crumbs and cream, all swirling around the pronounced bite of a cocktail frankfurter in its prime.
While the intrusion of a streetwise hot dog into the more sophisticated realm of bacon fat and milk brought an abrupt end to the symphony of flavor, it remained reassuring to anyone who’s ever wondered if chicken fried bacon would be great or amazing, or jumped at the chance to taste a fresh batch of Kool-Aid pickles.”
James Boo, we proudly salute your adventurous, culinary “bacon-thusiasm” Sir!
Tags: bacon, corn dog, ice cream
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This post was written by Boss Hog