Thursday, May 10, 2012

Ice Cream Monkey Bread

This bread is crack. I mean it- it's literally addictive. My friend Kim made this the first time I had it, and if I didn't like her so much I would think she were trying to sabotage my life with this bread. I was introduced to monkey bread a few years ago when Travis and I first met and his mom made it for one of my visits, and I instantly fell in love.... with the bread. Oh with Travis too, I guess!

Kim brought this bunt pan full of caramel-y looking stickiness up to the labor deck one day so she would not sabotage her own life by keeping this bread inside her house. I was trying to be good that day- it was right after Easter and I had just eaten a lot of sugary candy and heart clogging ham and scalloped potatoes- so I had packed myself a salad for lunch. I went to the break room for some water when I noticed it. I was intrigued.... it looked like monkey bread, but did not have any cinnamon!

I stepped closer. "What is this stuff?" I asked myself. I picked up a piece, examined it. Was it monkey bread? Further analysis was required. I smelled it, vanilla sugary goodness filling my soul. I tasted it, and was surprised. It was nothing like I was expecting, and in fact it took me a couple minutes to assess its flavor.

Oh.    My.    Goodness.


Instantly I was hooked. Still trying to be good good diet-wise, I savored that one piece of bread, enjoying its soft breadiness and sticky sweet coating. I got my water and went back to work, still thinking about the crack bread calling my name from the break room. I walked around for a few minutes, thinking that might burn off some of the calories I just ingested so I might be able to have another, when I found myself walking back to the break room. It was like my taste buds took over function of my legs without my brain's knowledge.

I had a second piece.
And a third.

After that I made myself walk away, praying that some high metabolised 19 year old corpsman would go back there and devour the entire pan so that I would not have the opportunity to stuff my face full of the crack bread. I checked in the mirror to make sure I did not have the sticky glaze all over my mouth and nose, much like a real cocaine addict might need to do with the white powder.

Hi, my name is Jordyn, and I am an ice cream monkey bread addict.
"Hi, Jordyn."

 Just try it, you will see the light. I promise.

Ice Cream Monkey Bread

barely adapted from my friend Kim

1 heaping cup Vanilla ice cream
1/2 cup granulated sugar
1/2 cup brown sugar
1 stick butter (1/2 cup)
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
dollop maple syrup
3 cans Pillsbury biscuits (I used homestyle buttermilk)

Add ingredients to saucepan, melt on medium heat. While mixture is on the stove, cut each biscuit into 6 equal sized pieces, rolling into a ball if you desire, it's not necessary except for looks. Drop the biscuits into a greased baking dish or bunt pan, pour the melted ice cream mixture on top, ensuring each ball gets covered easily. Sprinkle just a little bit of white sugar over the top of the biscuits, bake at 350ยบ for 20-25 minutes (my oven needed the full 25 min). Let cool slightly, stir very gently if you can to redistribute any ice cream mixture that might have settled at the bottom of the pan. Inhale the bread pieces with toothpicks, fork or plain ol' fingers.


  1. I'm so glad you enjoyed it as much as I do! Your description may have actually done it justice :) I'll have to try your variation next time I make it!

  2. This just sounds like a delicious heart attack on a platter. haha I look forward to potentially trying this out :)

    1. Yes, Mnemosyne, it's definitely not an every day dish. It is a wonderful treat and I hope you get to make it soon! :)


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