Cheats Raspberry Sorbet

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Spring has been very drab this year.  Cool and damp, with the odd warm-ish day in between.  So it was a bit of a shock when Sunday turned blisteringly hot and dry and still.  With girls giggling indoors with curtains closed – apparently rehearsing for a school talent show, and boys out in the backyard with a soccer ball (of course) getting sweaty and smelly, I decided that the parents sweltering on the back porch needed something to reward our parental patience and sooth our boiling insides.

This treat is quick, easy, healthy, and wonderfully refreshing.

Recipe

  • 5 ice cubes
  • 1 c apricot nectar
  • 2 c frozen raspberries
  • 1 T icing sugar (optional – see how sweet your raspberries are…)
  • raspberries to serve

Drop ice cubes into blender running at top speed.  Once crushed add raspberries, nectar and sugar.  Once blended, poor into serving cups and top with raspberries. Enjoy!

Idea adapted from “Family Circle”, Christmas 2008, p108.

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About baking bohemian

My name is Jen and I am the baking bohemian. My blog identity comes from the cultural background of my mother’s family, (Bohemian), and my mother’s more left wing lifestyle (bohemian). The big ‘B’ Bohemian refers to the rich cultural heritage of our family that emigrated from Bohemia when it was still its own country (it now comprises two thirds of the Czech Republic). Food featured prominently in the family and broader social life of that part of my family. No social interaction was without sustenance, and any celebration, large or small, was an invitation to cook up a storm. My own family emigrated from the United States to Australia when I was a child. For the most part we lived with our mother, and my dad eventually moved back to the US. The little ‘b’ bohemian relates to the semi-alternative lifestyle we led with our mother. I hesitate to refer to her as a hippy, for that conjures up so many misconceptions, but certainly she was on that side of the fence. She was probably more eccentric than radical at the end of the day, but she could really cook. We always set extra plates at the dinner table because inevitably people would visit at dinner time. I started cooking when I was about eight. Cookies. Obviously I was motivated by desire! I loved cooking, I loved that the kitchen was always, in every way, the heart of the house, so I was always part of anything else that was happening while I was cooking. I loved people loving my food. With all the different things that I have done in my life and am interested in, food has remained my most consistent and enduring passion.

5 responses »

  1. What a lovely idea! We’re not as into cold treats here, as we’re deep in snow, ice and cold, but this makes so much sense as we have no fresh berries of course at this time of year. Maybe I’ll combine it with a just-out-the-oven pound cake. Yum!

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