A joyful memory of mine is turning the crank on our old homemade ice cream making machine. I was blessed to be a part of a large family and the rule was, if you want to eat the ice cream, you gotta take a turn on the handle. Many a summer picnic in my boyhood backyard was spent staring at our cigarette-burned, vinyl, red and white, checkerboard table cloth while cranking that thing like it was an organ grinder and I was trying to make the monkey dance.
It's spring break here in Florida and my daughter found this recipe for making your own ice cream in some Ziploc bags. SHAKE IT TO MAKE IT!
Friday, April 10, 2009
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