Enter alcohol-infused whipping cream.
Read that line again: alcohol-INFUSED-whipping cream.
It's this aerosol can of whipping cream that has booze already in it. Ready to go.
Tony's sister brought over a few different alcoholic beverages for our Christmas festivus today, and a can of this whipping-cream. I had heard about it, but had never seen or tasted it. So I did what anyone else would do: I squirted a shot directly into my mouth. And it was good. 16% alcohol good!
I then grabbed a shot glass and filled it with the whipping cream in all its fluffy tastiness. And then I used my finger to scrape every last smear out of the glass. WOOT! That was some good stuff!
I decided to try something a little different for my next drink. I made myself a spiced rum and eggnog, topped with the whipping cream. That is a double whammy of taste and alcohol, not to mention calorific. Although it was light eggnog, so it's
Later in the afternoon, I made myself a glass of punch with vanilla vodka. The vodka had such a light taste that it seemed like I was drinking a virgin drink, so I chased it with more whipping cream. Directly into the mouth.
My mother-in-law asked if I could make the turkey gravy, which I sort of rock at, so I made the gravy. And had another shot of whipping cream while whisking. No biggie. I then tasted the gravy to see if it was good, and it totally was. Not to be confused with the quality of the goodness of the whipping cream. Both good in very different ways.
Then, out of NOWHERE, I got a stomach ache. Ugh. I fed iBean her supper, skipped out on mine and crouched in the living room with iBean. Ugh. Why was my tummy so mad at me? What did I do to it??
Oh. Right. Alcohol-infused whipping cream. Like half a canister-full.
Or good. However you choose to look at it.