When I bought the Ninja CREAMi, I didn’t tell myself it was for health.
I told myself it was for fun.
I like kitchen gadgets. I like pressing buttons. I like the idea that a machine can turn something boring into something exciting. The CREAMi felt like one of those “why not?” purchases — entertaining, slightly unnecessary, but interesting enough to justify.
What I didn’t expect was how quickly it would change the way I eat dessert.
Before this, dessert always came with negotiations.
Do I really want this?
Is it worth the calories?
Can I make up for it tomorrow?
Protein desserts existed in my life, but they felt transactional. I ate them because they fit my macros, not because I wanted them. They were tolerable at best.
The first few CREAMi attempts didn’t magically fix that.
Some were icy. Some were chalky. Some tasted aggressively like protein powder pretending to be ice cream.
But then something clicked.
Once I figured out how to build a base that actually worked with the machine — not against it — protein ice cream stopped feeling like a compromise. It became something I looked forward to.
Now, ice cream is just… part of my routine.
Not a reward. Not a cheat. Just food that happens to taste good.
The CREAMi didn’t make me more disciplined.
It removed friction.
And honestly, that’s way more powerful.
