"There are countless horrible things happening all over the world and horrible people prospering, but we must never allow them to disturb our equanimity or deflect us from our sacred duty to sabotage and annoy them whenever possible." -Auberon Waugh
My grandparents and my aunt and uncle had ice cream makers like that. I remember watching them make ice cream when I was a small child and we got together at family gatherings. They even made some of the kids help with the cranking (not me, I was too little).
I helped crank the ice cream, Rebecca. Dad made us kids do it. Which is how I found that adding salt to the ice actually chills the ice cream a whole lot faster.
My grandparents had one like that, too, and when we went to visit, my father would frequently make a batch (rock salt was an essential). Old Paco would occasionally take a rest at turning the handle and let me do it. I considered it an honor. And the ice cream! It would usually be vanilla or peach, and it was the most delicious stuff in the world. I don't recollect ever having ice cream so good as the homemade variety.
My Aunt E and Unc had a next door neighbor who brought his ice cream machine down. I watched as Hopper demonstrated. I was young, and don't remember if he let me try cranking, but I think I wondered why anyone would go to the trouble when they could just go to the store. Out of the mouth of babes.
Excellent craftsmanship! I especially like how he fabricated replacement parts.
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He didn't put any salt in the ice, at least not in the video. All that rust and corrosion didn't come from sitting outside for years.
My grandparents and my aunt and uncle had ice cream makers like that. I remember watching them make ice cream when I was a small child and we got together at family gatherings. They even made some of the kids help with the cranking (not me, I was too little).
ReplyDeleteI helped crank the ice cream, Rebecca. Dad made us kids do it. Which is how I found that adding salt to the ice actually chills the ice cream a whole lot faster.
ReplyDeleteGood stuff, though. Yum!
Anonymous up there was me. I clicked the wrong button.
ReplyDeleteMy grandparents had one like that, too, and when we went to visit, my father would frequently make a batch (rock salt was an essential). Old Paco would occasionally take a rest at turning the handle and let me do it. I considered it an honor. And the ice cream! It would usually be vanilla or peach, and it was the most delicious stuff in the world. I don't recollect ever having ice cream so good as the homemade variety.
ReplyDeleteMy Aunt E and Unc had a next door neighbor who brought his ice cream machine down. I watched as Hopper demonstrated. I was young, and don't remember if he let me try cranking, but I think I wondered why anyone would go to the trouble when they could just go to the store. Out of the mouth of babes.
ReplyDeletePS Hopper's ice cream was wonderful.
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