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I seem to like the ice cream shops with the long lines.  The wait doesn’t bother me; in fact, it allows me to do other things like imagine which ice cream flavors the strangers in front of me are going to pick.

Haha, I am not sure what thoughts other people think of in these long lines waiting to see the flavors, but I usually try to imagine why people pick the ice cream that they do.  I think that the combination of choices is slightly telling of the personality they have or the mood they are in.

Some marry the tried and true flavor combinations together like coffee and chocolate.  They seem simply satisfied with something they know will be good, or maybe they need that jostle of caffeine because they are caffeine fiends.  Hey, this is spoken from a recovering caffeine addict ;)

Then, there are those ice cream flavors we try on a dare or a whim.  If you asked us a few hours later, we may not pick that flavor again.  I mean, who would try eating the herbaceous basil ice cream if you had other more delectable and normal choices?  FYI: basil ice cream is delicious with its delicate anise notes and works great as a palate cleanser.  Who knew?

And then there are other flavors that lie somewhere in between that spectrum of weird and boring.  For the curious but not ambitious, it’s the perfect harmony of trying something new without fretting whether that flavor would be the unsavory scoop of ice cream that will have to be swallowed down fast.

At least, that’s where I stood with the idea of toasted coconut ice cream.  What is toasted coconut ice cream supposed to taste like anyway?  Is it more toasty or coconut-like?  Is it like a fabulous coconut cream pie in ice cream form?  Well, if it even resembles Tom Douglas’ coconut cream pie, I am sold.

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“Coconut tastes like eating paper!” one friend insisted.  Haha, that probably explains why I have a partly used bag of sweetened coconut flakes that just sits there.

It’s not that I personally don’t like them (I do), but I tend to bake for people that flap their arms furiously at the sight of coconut.  They don’t mind coconut milk or juice, but when it comes down to the coconut itself, the arms start moving.

It’s funny how those same people aren’t bothered when the coconut flakes reappear in coconut custard buns.  Alas, there are exceptions to personal preferences.  Personally, I think the soft, cloud-like texture of these buns mask all the flaky coconut annoyance, so it just taste delicious all-around.  Unfortunately, finding these wonderfully fragrant buns with that ethereal soft texture is pretty hard even in Asian-American communities, which is why I headed into the kitchen to try this recipe.

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I have to confess that I am not sure how people who can eat the same meal for days on end.  Take my brother, for example.  At one point, he ate hot dogs for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for a month.  He’s a trooper, really, but gosh, I feel sorry for my mother for having one kid who can eat the same meal for days on end and another kid who is about to gouge her eyes out after seeing the dish again for a fifth meal.  How does one cook for people who are so different like that?

However, there’s some exceptions to that rule, and for me, one of those is yogurt with granola.  It’s my go-to breakfast if I am rushing out the door.  Well, especially if I am rushing out the door, which unfortunately is everyday.  I am not really sure why because it is like a drier version of cereal and milk, and I am not fond of cereal and milk at all.  Maybe it reminds me of ice cream and its fixings and the whole idea I can help myself to whatever and however much I want!

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After over a week in full makeup, heels, and a business suit, I just wanted to be my normal bare-faced, slightly sloppy college student self.  Yes, yes, that self that walks around with a clumsy over-sized jacket on the weekdays and a smudge of batter on weekends. Because I cannot mindlessly work away at baking projects without a functional kitchen, I chose to go to Confectionery Row to poke into various bakeries for a pick-me-up at the end of this exhausting week of having to aggressively market myself to a bunch of strangers.

I stopped by one fairly well-known bakery to sample one of their cakes.  Goodness, I wish this cake tasted as adorable as it looked, but sadly, it was unusually bland for a coconut-passion fruit cake.  (How does a tropical cake seem so boring?!  It should taste like paradise!)  Maybe it would have tasted better if I was treated better, and maybe I should have dressed up more fashionably.  I should have known better since I anticipated I would be treated less than stellar because I didn’t fit with their usual customers who are older and with money.

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