Ata? Isso!

In a move so bold it would have made Martha Stewart's head spin, I have MacGyvered the ultimate Mozambican frozen desert: frozen ata custard. Between our house and the main house, there resides a little fruit tree that produces the delicious and perplexing ata fruit. You know Ernest Scared Stupid? (sidenote for Hannah: there aint no trees in Botswana. I know! I am a Botswanian lumberjack, and I aint never had a job.) The pods that the trolls grow in that hang from the trees? Ata looks like that, only spikey. Kind of like a big green spikey pear that is as big as my head. And you peel it like an orange to reveal a mooshy, stringy white pulp that tastes exactly like a green apple Air Head. So I mooshed a couple ata in a bowl, added a can of sweetened condensed milk, which ensured the recipe's success, and some creme. Then just mixed it up and threw it in the freezer and presto! You've got frozen ata fruit custard!