salt caramel sauce

🌟 🍧 Milkshake Magic 🍦🌟

for when you still want to work a little magic in desert, for when you have a sweet tooth!es! here’s just a couple of suggestions with ice cream flavours, toppings and their correspondences, but you can totally come up with your own ideas!

here are just a few recipes / ideas:


3 scoops vanilla ice cream, milk, caramel sauce, salted pretzels
for cleansing and positivity


3 scoops mint ice cream, milk, chocolate chips, chocolate syrup
for love and wealth, fortune


3 scoops strawberry ice cream, milk, crake crumbles, fresh strawberries.
for friendship and young love


3 scoops vanilla ice cream, milk, brownies, 3 spoonfuls of peanut butter
for frivolity and general happiness/prosperity


3 scoops cookies ‘n cream ice cream, milk, 3 spoonfuls cream cheese, crushed oreos
for youth and memory


3 scoops vanilla ice cream, milk, mini marshmallows, crumbled graham crackers, chocolate syrup
for domestic magic, and familiar bonds


3 scoops vanilla ice cream, milk, 1 banana, ½ packet vanilla pudding mix
for prosperity, protection, and happiness

The most amazing froyo!!! Hazelnut, chocolate and peanut butter, made with cashew milk 😍 topped with halva, chocolate fudge, chocolate dirt, strawberries, nuts and salted caramel sauce 👏😋

Yarraville - Melbourne - Australia

Apple Spice Layer Cake with Salted Caramel Buttercream

From With the Grains

The cake is made entirely with whole wheat flour. Along with the usual spice suspects (cinnamon, nutmeg, et al.), cardamom and sage join the party. The caramel sauce is accented with whiskey, which is folded into the buttercream icing, then spread over the cake. Last but certainly not least, more apples are sauteed in butter, allowed to cool, then arranged on top of the frosted cake. 

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I thought you couldn’t have dairy? What is the caramel made of?

(Don’t worry I saw the rest of you comment I just can’t get multi-reply to work <3)

I have been given the green light to start reintroducing fresh dairy into my diet as I’m not allergic to casein or whey, so I can have small amounts and see if I have the symptoms of lactose intolerance. I still can’t have fermented dairy because those are fairly high in sulfites, so anything like cheese or yogurt is still out.

Can you eat coconut? I’ve made a cracking good caramel sauce using coconut milk for a friend who is all kinds of dairy intolerant (It’s extra sweet cause coconut milk is sweet, and if you use coconut sugar it’s so sweet my eyes screw shut so I quickly made it into salted coconut caramel sauce lol). I could look it out for you? Unless you’ve already tried that and didn’t like it, in which case I will take myself off on a mission to make good dairy free caramel. 

The one with all the pies

Summary: An irresistible apple pie delivered to the wrong address leads to an equally irresistible first kiss. 

For @fadewithfury​ who asked  “ Hardy x Hannah and Pie from the bingo card please :)”
A/N: Also for @timepetalsprompts autumn bingo. Inspired by a Friends episode “the one with all the cheesecakes” 
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Autumn prompts 

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Hardy was halfway through slipping on a sweater, when someone knocked at his door. He glared at it, in confusion and annoyance. He slipped his other arm in the sweater, and, with his head still under wool, he opened the door. His head popped out of the collar, and he froze at the sight of his beautiful neighbour.

Hannah lived across the hall, and they seemed to share similar irregular schedules. He was acutely aware of being way out of her league, so most interactions with her had happened entirely within his mind. However, last week, her date had turned ugly, and he’d helped her get rid of a drunk, aggressive man. She was quite shaken afterwards and had asked him to stay for a while. They’d watched television as she blabbered nervously. She’d fallen asleep during Iron Man, and he’d covered her with a blanket before quietly leaving.

“Hey Alec! I think this is for you.” She placed a white box in his hands. “Sorry, I opened it, I thought it was for me.”

It was addressed to A. Harris.

“Right. But I’m not Harris, I’m Hardy.”

“Oh. Who’s Harris?”

He shrugged. “Bloke on the first floor maybe. Albert, is it?”

“Could be… It’s a pie.”

Out of curiosity, he opened the top. It wasn’t just any store-bought pie. This was a work of culinary art. Golden strips of dough sprinkled with powdered sugar, arranged in a lattice over thick filling full of real apple chunks. His mouth watered as a whiff of sugar and cinnamon reached his nose.

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