Eating snow ice cream

When I was growing up, my Mother use to make snow ice cream. In the winter it was easy to find clean fresh snow. Usually all it amounted towas walking out the front door and picking a spot in the clean snow.

I can still remember the coming of the first snowfall. I and my siblings would start to ask our Mother if she would make snow ice cream, almost as the first snowflakes fell. Mom would usually put us off for awhile, with statements like you need to get your chores done; or it is almost time to eat; or do you have your homework done?

We knew the routine and that just seemed to pike our anticipation. After the chores and homework were completed and we had eaten our evening meal, Mom would say well someone needs to get the snow.

Several of us would scurry to get our coats on and rushed outside with the largest mixing bowls and serving spoons we could find. The harvesting the snow didn't take long at all and then we were back inside with the bowls laden with snow.

We would anxiously watch as the vanilla, sugar and canned milk mixture was folded into the snow. I can still remember the taste of the first bite of the snow ice cream. And I with my brothers would eat it as quickly as we could so we could get another bowl. I always got a brain freeze eating the snow ice cream so fast but it was worth it.

A couple of weeks ago, we had a storm come through and drop about 12 inches of snow on the ground. All of our children have grown up liking snow ice cream. My daughter, son and I asked my wife if she would make snow ice cream for us.

My daughter Sarah volunteered to go out and get the snow. She took my wife's biggest metal mixing bowl and filled it about four inches above the rim. It just a few minutes the ice cream was made and what memories it brought back. I really enjoyed  eating the snow ice cream.

When my wife mixed up the vanilla, sugar and canned milk mixture, she made more then was needed that night. The next day. I told my wife I didn't want to waste the rest of the ice cream mixture and asked if she would make snow ice cream, again. Yea that is right, we had snow ice cream two nights in a row.

What sweet memories!! I hope you too can find the time to have snow ice cream and make memories. What a beautiful thing.