Sunday, March 1, 2009

Childhood Memories Shared

One of my fondest winter memories from childhood is the making of snow cream. Dad would set a big pan out on the roof of the pumphouse (yes we used well water) for snow to collect in and then Mom would make the snow cream in the afternoon. We would eat the snow cream and drink hot chocolate made up from scratch.

Yesterday I was able to share that memory with my little guy. He kept referring to the cream as snow soup because it was pretty watery by the time he had used the mixer to combine the ingredients. That batch of snow cream may be the best I ever had.

1 comment:

  1. How wonderful to pass along the tradition! Sounds delicious.