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Not an ice cream maker??


Not the best idea  :)

Really I know that the very old butter churn that my dear mother-in-law gave me is not an ice cream maker...but why the heck not?  I am sure that a real ice cream maker is just a chamber for the milk sugar egg and such with an empty space for the ice and ice cream salt so that the ice makes the milk mix super cold yadda...yadda...yadda.  So why could this not work?  I do not have an answer for why it wont work, but trust me when I say it is not the best idea I came up with, just go get a store bought model or just buy ice cream from the store.  Or you can do what I did...when I got tired of turning the churn in the ice and my hands were nearing frost bite (not really, but I don't like for my hands to be cold)  I just put the mixture into a large bowl and stuffed it in the freezer until this evening.  It worked.  Not when I wanted it to but it eventually made ice cream.  We started with making our own root beer.  McCormick sells all kinds of extract and concentrates and root beer flavor is one.  you just boil 1 &1/2 cup of water add 3/4 cup sugar and 1 & 1/2 tsp of the concentrate mix well and add to 1 liter of club soda.  serve over ice.  Britt just loved making her own root beer.  We decided to take it one step further and make our own ice cream and have root beer floats. 

All the mess of not having a "real" ice cream maker aside, our floats turned out Super AWESOME.  Stephen is fully aware that we will need to buy a maker so that I can make these often (root beer floats are my favorite way to have ice cream)  Don't mind the Shrek cup but the float inside looks yummy, no?  

Well that is all I have for you all today, Its nearing my bed time and I have to work in the morning.  I hope you all try to make your own soon.  I promise no matter the amount of work involved you will love the moment that you hear..."mm mm... mom that is really good, can we do it again."

Makes my heart smile when they are happy.  Love you all, its cold out stay warm.  Have a great weekend.

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  1. Yummy ice cream. Makes me think I should ask my daughter for my old butter churn back! :) By the way, thanks for stopping by my blog. Is your OK town smaller than mine? (400+) :)
    Take care. See you in Green Country!

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