Froze a whole watermelon solid, hollowed out the middle, and poured the bar directly into the crater. No blender. No ice. No sad wall of frozen strawberries from a bag. The melon does all the work — you’re just scooping slush out of a fruit that turned itself into a machine. Tequila. Prosecco rosé. Lime, hard. Zest on the rim because a salt rim would fight it and lime zest doesn’t. This is the version of the viral watermelon ice cream that shows up to the party.
