... is the kind that's home-made.
Last summer, AS and I took the short ferry ride from Mukilteo to celebrate the 4th with MN and her fam on Whidbey Island, WA. Part of the festivities included making ice cream the old-fashioned way: with a hand-crank, ice-cream maker MN's bro had picked up on the cheap at some vintage store way back when.
We each took turns at the crank.
And in less than 30 minutes ...
The fruit puree, heavy cream and sugar had tranformed into the most luscious, creamy strawberry ice cream.
After a few hours in the freezer, it was ready to be served up.
A good thing I don't have an ice-cream maker at home—I'd be havin' a scoop daily. Since this was a special occasion, I helped myself to two. DeRishous.
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