Fear The Milkshake

Well hello there.

It's hot, too hot, damn hot.
The only way I can express how hot I feel is by the video below.





Couldn't have said it better myself.

Regardless. Today's blog is all about milkshake and Fear factory.

Now as my good friend Lynne (the only person who actually reads these things) knows, my mind tends to work in tangents when I'm writing this blog.

It might have something to do with all the coffee I drink while typing.

Here's how my mind usually works during a bloggery session.

Hmmmmmm......... Vikings, I like Vikings, Ooh and pork pies............... um............. (while dancing) "Keyleigh, Is it too late to saaaaay I'm sorreeeeeeeeee". 
Ok, blog. Concentrate. 
Typing, typing, sip some coffee............ How much milk goes in that again? Shit! I've just dropped it on the floor. Hmmmmmmmmm.......must buy more milk (dancing again) "Sad but troooooooooooooooooooo"
Ok, blog. Right.
 Fear Factory milk flingin video.
Aye!

So the video for Fear Factory's Linchipn has this:

Chug a chug guitars - CHECK
Pistons - CHECK
Wind machine - CHECK
Fat guy playing guitar - CHECK
Epic sing along chorus - CHECK
Lots of milk to fling - CHECK

So obviously the first thing I thought of when all the milk flinging was going on was "MILKSHAKE".
And it's hot weather y'know?
A nice cool refreshing milkshake would go down well.
Especially a strawberry, mint and black pepper one. Eh? Eh?
Aye.


Strawberry, mint and black pepper milk shake
For 2 You will need a blender, or food processor

Ingredients

4 scoops good vanilla ice cream
400 ml milk
200 g strawberries fresh or frozen
Sprig mint
Quarter teaspoon cracked black pepper

If you really must you can add 100 ml Chamboard/ Vodka/ white rum/ methylated spirits.

Put everything except the mint into the blender/ food processor.
Take the mint leaves off the sprig and squeesh them up in your hand to bruise them and let the oils start to come out.
Put into the blender.

Put the lid on.

Whizz on medium until smooth.

Pour into frosted glasses and slurp away.

You don't have to dress like the crow or fling it about. Unless you really want to.

Peace out.