Archive for the ‘Shaved Ice’ Category

Um, hello Summer. I’ve been looking for Spring. Have you seen her today? Oh, she’ll be back Wednesday…Mmmkay. ‘Til then, I’ll have to fight the urge to stick everything sweet and frozen in my face, you say? Well, no can do. You see, this weather has reminded me that I’m suffering a long bout of post-vacation blues (ask my boyfriend about my ukelele playing), which began late March after I returned from the compact, lush isle of Kauai, Hawaii, where I had this:

Shaved Ice from Wishing Well Shave Ice Truck in Hanalei

Shave Ice from Wishing Well Shave Ice Truck in Hanalei; no, I'm not giving you the finger.

Yes, as per the photo it was pleasantly streaked with Highlighter-fluid-colored, unnaturally-flavored fruit syrup, and nestled in a very un-“green” styrofoam cup, but it was lined with rich, creamy macadamia nut ice cream on the bottom, the ice was finely ground, and it quenched my thirst and quelled my sweet tooth all at once. And that’s its main benefit. Because if you get a Shake Shack custard or simple ice cream, as good as they may be,  the sweetness leaves a residue and it can leave you thirsty. Get a Slurpee or Jamba Juice and you just had your daily caloric intake in a cup the size of a bucket that’ll run right through you. Not that shave ice isn’t calorically unendowed, but this is the right combination that’ll leave you cool and sated, at least until dinner.

I’m not waiting for Spring to come back (and it’s too late anyhow, we already bought a watermelon yesterday from Whole Foods, as though it were July!). Off to Koryodang, a Korean/French bakery on 32nd Street. They have a busier, East Asian version of shave ice with the ice on the bottom, and the accessories—canned and/or fresh fruit, red bean paste, mochi—on top, neatly circling the mound of ice cream in the center. It won’t transport me to Hawaii, but it will remind me of that one childhood summer when my mom brought home an ice grinder and my sister and I went buck wild until the blade was no longer sharp, and sometimes slurped red bean ice-water soup because we couldn’t eat it fast enough (brain freeze!). And I’m going to walk there, from SoHo, in this heat, because the reward will be that much greater.


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