Do you remember the days of sitting on the top of the freezer while someone cranked? I do. We spent many Sunday afternoons at the farm where Pa was making ice cream.
Ah, the anticipation…we kids could hardly wait for our bowl full. Once the cream had set up…the dasher was pulled…and we fought over who got to “clean it off” William allowed as how homemade ice cream is quite yummy. He cleaned the dasher.
I have to agree with him! Especially with a drizzle of chocolate sauce..
Sure was good.