I have to laugh when people suggest that I take up a new hobby to meet people (read: to find future husband). See, when I pick up a new hobby, it's probably not a hobby that men enjoy.
Don't get me wrong, I'm sure there are men in this city that have, for example, a strong desire to learn how to make mosaic art, but the odds of me finding my future husband at a "mosaics 101" night class in Montreal are, in my opinion, slim to none.
Sure the saying "you never know!" applies here, but come on, people. Let's get real.
I think the most likely place for me to find my future husband is probably the gym. I have smartened up over the years on that front: I no longer workout at the gym in the heart of the "Gay Village". Yes, I used to be that single girl working out in the Village. I think I was afraid that strait men would judge me because I was so out of shape. So, I frequented a gym that was predominantly filled with gay men.
Now I work out at a gym in the downtown core.
See, that's me making an effort to find a man.
There are definitely men in the bootcamp classes I take weekly. Unfortunately, they tend to be of the macho type who over-exert themselves and end up squealing while doing a zillion reps. It's completely unattractive to watch a man dripping buckets of sweat all over the mats that we share (he obviously doesn't keep a towel with him because that would be much too considerate), while screaming because the exercise with the 12 pound weights is so difficult. Men like him need to note that I am also using the 12 pound weights, and I am not screaming. In fact, the entire bootcamp class is using the 12 pound weights. So, shut up, dude. The exercise is hard. We all get it.
OK, fine. Maybe I'm being too judgmental. Maybe the squealing strong man who guzzles electrolyte-replacing drinks from Liquid Nutrition while working out is the best guy ever, and I am missing out because I am judging him at the gym. I should be thankful he is making an effort to work out and stay fit. Fine. I'll be nice. Maybe.
These popsicles are amazing, and I think you should make them. You don't need a fancy schmancy popsicle maker, just some Dixie cups and a few wooden sticks. I can't believe how well they turned out. The coconut layer is sweet and creamy, and the mango layer is just slightly floral. These popsicles are refreshing and tropical, and just right for this time of year.
Coconut mango popsiclesPublished: July 29th, 2013, Cook time: 5 minutes
- 800 mL canned coconut milk (I used A Taste of Thai brand)
- 100 grams (heaping 1/2 cup) granulated sugar
- 1 L mango nectar (like Jumez brand)
- 22 Dixie cups
- 22 popsicle sticks
- In a medium saucepan, heat the coconut milk with the sugar until the sugar and the coconut oil have mixed in and dissolved.
- Prepare popsicles by placing 22 Dixie cups in muffin pans to hold them and then filling each til they are 1/3 full with either mango nectar or the sweetened coconut milk. Freeze at least 1 hour or until the base is completely frozen.
- Top with 1/3 of either mango nectar or sweetened coconut milk. This time freeze for only 30 to 45 minutes, or until the second layer is slushy and half frozen, enough so that you can place a popsicle stick in each and it will hold on its own. Return the popsicles to the freezer and freeze the second layer til it's solid (about 30 more min).
- Top with a final layer of mango nectar or coconut milk. Freeze overnight.