On summer Sundays back when I was a kid, my folks would take me and my sister to Jenni's Ice Cream in Barrington, New Hampshire, if we'd been good that week. I had a crush on one of the scoopers, and I'd take it as a good sign if she remembered my “regular,” a small scoop of strawberry ice cream on a sugar cone.
Nothing ever happened with the ice cream girl, but I still have a soft spot for good ice cream, gelato—and my first favorite, sherbet. Making ice cream at home has always felt like an appliance too far, though, another giant stainless steel block taking up counter space. But a budding trend in home ice cream makers had me wondering if I should reconsider that stance.
The Ninja Creami [sic] looks a bit like a tall, skinny coffee maker. You make what you might call the liquid version of your ice cream, pour it into one of the machine's specialized pint containers, freeze it for 24 hours, then process it for about 90 seconds in the machine. The magic really happens in that last part, where a spinning blade descends into the ice cream like a little motorized ice auger, turning your solid block into a sweet, scoopable treat. Some food industry folks might say, "Heyyy … wait a second. That sounds just like a Pacojet knockoff.” I would say they're right.
More on that in a bit. But first, ice cream! I made a bunch, starting with the first of 30-plus offerings in the included recipe booklet: vanilla ice cream with chocolate chips. I combined a tablespoon of cream cheese with sugar, vanilla extract, heavy cream, and whole milk. A day of freezing time later, I pressed the Ice Cream button and watched the blades spin and whirl their way down to the bottom of the container. After that, I made a divot in the ice cream, poured in a quarter-cup of mini chocolate chips (Ninja calls these late-stage Blizzard-style additions “mix-ins”), hit the Mix-In button, and when that was done, I grabbed a spoon. It was good stuff. Pleasingly creamy, not icy, and with a bit of pliability visible on top of the pint in the form of swirly tracks from the spinning blade. The sweetness seemed about right, aligning with grocery-store ice cream.




