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Friday, January 24, 2014

Recipe for Texas Snow Ice Cream

TexasSnow Ice Cream
by Jody Worsham
All rights reserved for man made snow machine

If you live up North, snow can be a daily occurrence.  You are equipped for it.   But here in Texas it is a rare occurrence.  People go nuts with the first flake.  The one highway truck is frantically looking for salt or sand for the bridges.  Pick-up trucks are either spinning down the highway or speeding along the road pulling a wash tub full of kids sliding all over the place.

Wa-Mart sells out of hot chocolate and toilet paper. School is canceled supposedly for safety reasons but the real reason is nobody would come anyway.  Everybody is outside playing in it.

When I was growing up as a kid, the first thing we did as soon as there was enough flakes to scoop up with a spoon, was to make snow ice cream.  I am including my mother's recipe for no fail Texas Snow Ice Cream.

1.  Wait six to ten years for enough snow to stick.

2.  Gather  clean snow in a bowl.  Avoid gathering snow from the barn, the chicken pen, or the hog pen.  The added flavors do not enhance the ice cream.

3.  Locate condensed milk.  If it has been expired more than 4 years, throw in the trash and switch to regular milk.

4.  Pour one cup of milk in a bowl.  Add 1 tablespoon of sugar, and a half cap full of vanilla.  Stir.

5.  Add snow to taste.

If you do it right,  it will taste similar to the ice cream snow cones you get in the summer but only better.

I should warn you that if you want the real thing, you have to wait for it to snow  Throwing ice cubes in a blender is just not the same.  Of course you  could drive north until you reach snow; however you might be called a Snow Bird.

I've got to run.  Temperature is supposed to reach 50 degrees this afternoon and I have to make more snow ice cream before it melts. You really can't can snow or put it up in the freezer.  Like everything else, fresh is best.

Sunday, January 5, 2014

2014 is up and Running

by JodyWorsham
all rights reserved for Rooster Gumbo
First thing this morning I was awakened by some kind of thubbing noise on metal. Fearing the 8 yr old had devised a new kind of Dr. Seuss musical instrument out of my Christmas orgrenic skillet, I opened my eyes to see Russell the Rooster dancing around on top of the window air conditioner and pecking on the window. I guess he didn't want me to miss the Rose Bowl Parade.

Then the 8 yr old bounded into the room to announce he was hungry. Now this is a major change since he hasn't been hungry since he hide the Christmas cookies, chocolate, candy, cake, cupcakes, hot chocolate, and Mountain Dew the day school let out. I suspect his hidden stash had been depleted.

Russell flew off the air conditioner to announce the New Year to other sleeping people and I headed for the kitchen to make apple pancakes. Everything was going great until my new Christmas griddle wouldn't heat up. I checked the connector, the circuit breaker, country of origin, and the rest of the neighborhood to see if they had lights. I was just about to get out the old iron skillet when Dr. Hubby suggested I plug in the griddle. Ok, I still had the dancing rooster in my head.

I got the kids' boom box and put on "Duck the Halls" to keep me company. The pancakes turned out great, as in edible, so I proceeded to cook blackeyed peas with ham. The cd had me so motivated, I moved on to making gumbo also with ham and turkey.

I had a lot of turkey and ham left over from Christmas. I smoked a turkey but never having smoked a turkey before, I wasn't sure of the outcome so I also got an already cooked ham as backup. The turkey was edible and the ham was good with lots of leftovers from both.

If Russell wakes me in the morning, I may extend the gumbo by adding a little rooster to the mix.

Happy New Year!

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