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Honey-Cinnamon Banana "Ice Cream"

I've made this "ice cream" before, last year when I was marathon training and craving banana-everything, and I saw a version of the recipe floating around on Pinterest. Seemed simple enough--cut up some bananas, freeze them, blend them, add desired flavors. I didn't have many things i could add to it, but I did have honey and cinnamon, which I believe make a divine combination, so that became my recipe. It's been a while since I've made it, so I decided to revisit the recipe last night.

I gathered my ingredients:

  • 3 frozen bananas, pre-sliced
  • About a cup of almond milk
  • A tablespoon or so of honey
  • And a few good shakes of cinnamon 
The original recipe doesn't call for a liquid, because the bananas aren't frozen all the way, but I don't have the luxury of timing the freezing process just right do the bananas won't require liquid. So I use almond milk. 

In the end, this is how if came out:

It looks a little melty, and that's because it was; it's difficult to get it to just the right texture that it will stand up in a dish. But taste wise, it was amazing. This particular batch made two bowlfuls. I'll definitely be making it again. Maybe next time I'll add peanut butter!


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