This is what my mother always told us growing up. She would have dinner guests sitting at the end of their chairs, eyes wide with excitement as she told stories filled with colorful details that in fact never actually occurred. As kids we learned to never correct her publicly. I remember one time she was mid story and I interupted her “no, that never happened!”. Her eyes shot towards me, and her lips pursed in a way that made the hair stand up on my neck. I knew I better keep my mouth shut if I wanted to play my Sega Genesis that week. Her creative thinking wasn’t confined to just her stories, oh no, her creative thinking followed us everywhere we went. If we went to a restaurant and there was a wait to be seated she would tell the hostess that my father, a man who has sported grey hair since he was 26 and looks no older than 50, was a senior citizen with borderline type 2 diabetes and needed to eat right away. This is one of the tamer examples, I shall save the rest for my tell all book.
I, on the other hand am a liar, a big liar. I don’t make up stories or fake illnesses that ail my father but rather I lie to myself. I say I can do things before I know I can do them. I lie because I don’t like telling people no. Maybe it’s my mom’s influence of “creatively thinking” on my feet or maybe it’s my background in improv where it was essential to say YES to everything, I am not sure. All I know is that sometimes my lies cause me a whole lot of headache and have me going back to fess up that I lied and what I said I could do wasn’t true. On the other hand, there are times particularly last week where my lying led to a new discovery of a flippin’ delicious treat.
I was working for one of my clients and she had a girlfriend over for lunch who doesn’t eat dairy, sugar, gluten or meat. This may sound crazy to most but in Beverly Hills it’s totally a thing. I have my repetoire of healthy fun dishes to wow the friend come meal time, but when dessert rolls around I usually hang my head low as I give her a bowl of fresh fruit. The other day she asked me “Do you know how to make ice cream that I could eat? Like super creamy ice cream?” Of course not wanting to embarass myself by saying “no”, I quickly responded “Yah, of course I do!”. Her eyes lit up. “You can!!! This makes me so excited!”
LIAR. I JUST LIED. I TOTALLY JUST LIED.
WTF did I just do?!?! I was clearing plates and I had a big smile on my face, but on the inside all that was going through my head was “shit, shit, shit, why do you even open your big mouth?!?! shit, shit, shit.” If you read my post about Lemon Souffle you will see I get myself into these situations all the time. All right liar, you gotta fix this.
Most dairy free sugar free ice cream recipes are crap, they are either too icy or have no flavor. I quickly went to my computer to scour the internet for vegan ice cream recipes, particularly cashew milk based because cashews were all I had on hand at the time. I also love how creamy cashews get, so I knew if I was going to play around with ice cream, cashews were my best bet.
Finally I found something that helped inspire my ice cream making on RAWFIED. I used the outline they had to create my own version of this creamy delight. I adjusted some of the quantities added some frozen strawberries and what resulted was DELICIOUS. Bev Hills friend lady went ape shit for it. I posted a picture of it on instagram and y’all went ape shit for it too, and demanded the recipe. So demand and you shall receive.
If I have some parting wisdom to leave you with it’s this:
If you can find a way to turn a little lie into truth than it’s okay to lie. Say YES, even when you think the answer is no. Sometimes a little lie forces you to create things you never thought you could do. We often let fear and intuition get in the way of us doing something. If we force ourselves to think there is no other way for something not to be true, than we can surpass our expectations for ourselves…….I am pretty sure I just said something a sociopath or serial killer has written in a journal somewhere, but hey it sounds good to me.
Until next time friends,