Blueberry Zinfandel Ice Cream Topping

This luscious ice cream topping only takes about 20 minutes to prepare and catapults plain-jane vanilla ice cream into a dessert worthy of a deluxe honeymoon suite with ocean view.  We added walnuts which added crunch and some nuttiness to balance the sweetness of the topping and the ice cream itself.


  • 1 - 11 ounce package of bluberries
  • 1/4 cup zinfandel wine
  • 2 tablespoons sugar
  • 1 tablespoon freshly squeezed lemon juice

Combine everything in a pan over low-medium heat and allow everything to cook down into a syrup-like consistency, about 15 minutes.  Allow to cool for 5 minutes before pouring over the ice cream unless you want ice cream soup.  Just kidding, don't do that, you don't want ice cream soup.  Add nuts.

If anyone out there can tell me why my blueberries come in 11 ounce boxes, I'd love to know.  What an odd quantity.

Authordavid koch

Dad's Balboa Bar with Chocolate sprinkles - photo by Dave Koch

4th of July Weekend is sheer mayhem in Newport Beach, CA.  There are beach cruisers, boaters, kayakers, strollers, sparklers, and stand-up paddle boarders adding to the general riff-raff of the holiday.  Sometimes, your only solace is to sit on a sidewalk bench and dive your senses into the chocolate-dipped goodness they call a Balboa Bar.

Balboa Bars begin as blocks of vanilla ice cream...

Authordavid koch
4 CommentsPost a comment

photo by Antoinne von Rimes

Summer is almost here and that means that the pushers will be back on the streets en force.  You can hear them clanging their little bells in their motorcars from hell, offering innocent little kiddies a fix of their favorite treat in a variety of addictive flavors.  While uptown their parents dart into chic gelaterias and get a fix for themselves.

Yes, I am talking about ice cream, that subversive cohesion of cream, sugar, and (if you are a purest) eggs.  The devil’s ambrosia designed to get you on the slippery slope to cane sugar servitude.

Ice cream seems so innocent, but it is the one addictive substance that no law has been enacted against.  It is the one mood altering drug that everyone refuses to admit is illicit.  And, it all began at childhood.  What is the one (I’ll bet the first) treat your parents used as a tool to solicit your good behavior? 

It was not cookies.  Those were teething biscuits: machine stamped, sugarless, starch slabs designed to alleviate incoming tooth itch.  No. The first true treat you got your little mouth around was a dose of the frozen demon dairy treat. 

It was soft enough for you to gum, and a familiar taste.  Familiar because they primed us with

AuthorAntoinne von Rimes
10 CommentsPost a comment