the freedom to make ice cream

Growing up we didn’t spend money on fireworks to put off at the house. I think it was illegal anyway. But, we did get some sparklers and sometime fire crackers, and there were the bang snaps too which were kinda fun. However, we did go see the fireworks every year.

Mom and dad both worked in factories most of their lives and back then the plant would shut down for a week or two around the 4th of July and everyone took their vacation, whether they could afford it or not. We always went to see grandmaw and granddaddy Edge if we went away. Since granddaddy was a preacher, they moved every couple of years, so it was always to somewhere new. For a while they lived near Virginia Beach and we got to go to the beach as kids, but just for the day. That was always enough for me to swallow plenty of salt water and throw up before the day was over. When they lived in West Virginia, we would go to the mountains or a lake for the day. Either way grandmaw would pack a huge lunch and we would have a picnic. They always made it feel like something special.

Grandaddy was always ready to make ice cream. We had to get the salt and ice, pull out the ice cream bucket and get to churning. When I saw this recipe posted about Mason Jar Ice Cream, I thought it would be a perfect way to celebrate like we did as kids. It was a lot quicker than cranking away for what seemed like hours too!

The recipe is simple. You just need 1 cup of heavy cream, 1 1/2 tablespoons of sugar, 1 1/2 teaspoons of vanilla, and a dash of salt. Put it all in a mason jar, put the lid on, and shake it for 5 minutes. Then you just freeze it for 3 hours. Get the kids involved and let them help put it all together. We loved helping granddaddy put the ice and salt in the bucket. If you do like I did here and want to decorate it for a special occasion, then pour it into a dish and freeze it and then have some fun with it. I think I’ll do this for the next birthday. We like cake, but we like ice cream even more! Or maybe bake a cake in a large pan and let it cool completely, then top it with the ice cream and freeze it. I could see a pack of crushed oreo’s covering the top next time!

Whatever you do, make some memories, have fun, and be safe!

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Memories, recipes, and Tales of an Appalachian Boy.

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