During my childhood, one of my father's summer specialties was pineapple-buttermilk sherbet. Put aside thoughts of a creamy, citrus dessert combining a tart tropical taste with the refreshing cool of mountain snow: This was a pan of frozen buttermilk with rock-hard chunks of pineapple embedded in it.
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Comments: 6
Of the true granitas, my favorite was the espresso, but I liked the blood orange better each time I ate it.
Jennifer,
I don't care for buttermilk (except as a component of something else) either, but that recipe is extraordinarily good. And thanks for the kind words on the article.
A verrine, brilliant.