Rich chocolate Cheesecake Ice Cream made from scratch!
It’s official folks. We are big bad homeowners of a money pit.
Just kidding. It’s not a money pit. That’s just what my father keeps calling it. But we’re not taking it personally, he calls every home a money pit.
We’ve official spent a full 24 hours in the house and nothing has fallen apart. Yet!
Can I just say I am loving all of this space! It just goes on and on and on…
Seriously though. I actually had to yell to find the hubby earlier. He was in the house but I couldn’t see him. That’s so foreign to us!
Background info: we’ve spent the past year and a half in a very…. quaint…. studio apartment. Just one room with our bed”room”, kitchen area, and living room . Alllll within about two feet of each other.
So yeah, a normal-sized house is like a mansion to us.
I’m thinking we may need to celebrate with a game of hide and seek, just for the fact that there are actually places to hide.
I’ve moved several times in my life and every time it is a huge, nasty pain. So I knew what to expect.
The hubby on the other hand, this was his first move. So he started out with loads of energy and excitement.
By the end of the day, he was swearing up and down we’d never move again. “We’ll build on if we have to, completely remodel, but we are never ever moving again”.
I must say though, I am already falling in love with this house. And not just because it’s like a whole new world after our previous residence. I really love it. It just feels like home.
Is that such a female thing to say?
And can I say something regarding how utterly amazing it is to have some real genuine privacy??
See, the studio apartment was in fact above a dentist’s office. To get to our door you had to walk through the office and break room.
On top of having to drag my embarrassingly large amount of groceries through an office full of employees and strangers, I was always trying my best to tread lightly, only listen to music with headphones in, and cooked with the added stress of worrying that a burning crumb might send the entire office building up in an alarmed frenzy.
Which actually happened just a couple of weeks ago and led me into a total towel-waving panic.
Conclusion: personal space is a beautiful thing.
But about this ice cream! Devil’s Cheesecake. In case you couldn’t tell, it’s a new take on classic cheesecake with a devil’s food twist.
This ice cream though I made in honor of my father who’s chocolate obsession possibly rivals mine. Hard to believe. But true.
This ice cream is unique, extremely flavorful, and downright tasty. If you like cheesecake and devil’s food anything at all, you’re probably going to be very happy with a big bowl of this stuff.
Devil's Cheesecake Ice Cream
- 6 ounces vanilla yogurt
- 8 ounces cream cheese
- 8 ounces whipped topping
- 1 can sweetened condensed milk (I used fat free)
- 1 1/3 cup devil's food cake mix, dry
- 1/3 cup sugar
- In a large bowl of a stand mixer, combine yogurt, cream cheese, and whipped topping. Mix until cream cheese is no longer lumpy. Add condensed milk, mixing 1-2 minutes. Add dry cake mix and sugar and allow to mix 3-4 minutes.
- Pour mixture into a shallow container and chill in the freezer 6-8 hours until solid.* Store in an airtight container up to 1 week.