Raw ice cream with blueberries and cinnamon (without cream, without eggs, without ice cream maker!) – Sixteen, the alchemy of flavors: fruity and flowery

In the South you cry three times: when you arrive, when you leave and when, once you get home, you get on the scales. I came back last night and I do not have the slightest intention to climb, be clear 🙂

Blessed are the holidays, the happy bagords, the extra glass of red, the frying pans in which the oil sizzles and the cooking grandmothers. I enjoyed this Sicilian mix without thinking about the slightest physical activity and without squeezing the hips between thumb and forefinger.