Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Snow Ice Cream

I remember snow ice cream.  With all the pollution in the air and on the ground, it is a treat I never introduced to my own children.  The first and only time I ate this awesome treat, it had snowed in Arlington, VA.  We were there so my Dad could learn Spanish.  He had joined the Foreign Service, I had a new baby brother, and we were off to see the world.  By the way, as he did so well in Spanish, the State Department sent us to Australia.  Ironic!  Let me think - Mom gave me the recipe once: 

1 big bowl clean snow (Canada? Colorado?)
Touch of vanilla
Sugar to taste
Mix and serve immediately. 

Don't blame me if I'm off with the ingredients.  I was about 2 1/2 when she told me her secret, oh so good, recipe.


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