When I was a kid, we used to make snow ice cream - go out and gather up a big bowl of freshly fallen snow, add vanilla, sugar and canned milk (fresh milk doesn't work - not creamy enough), stir, and eat quickly. It invariably ended up in a brain freeze, but it's always been a cherished memory, especially after I moved to NC. (Ice doesn't work so well.)
I am sitting here eating a bowl of said snow ice cream, after a batch was placed in Tupperware in the freezer this past winter. It didn't pick up any of the 'freezer taste' like some things do.
Snow ice cream! In summer!
This is too damned cool. :D
I am sitting here eating a bowl of said snow ice cream, after a batch was placed in Tupperware in the freezer this past winter. It didn't pick up any of the 'freezer taste' like some things do.
Snow ice cream! In summer!
This is too damned cool. :D