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That’s one of my fondest memories too. We would all get to turn the crank and then we’d eat the Nirvana that is homemade ice cream. Even better if the weather was hot!
Nothing like it!
Wow, what a great candid shot. It quietly yells that a girl and her Daddy adore each other.
Based on another photo I think is from the same day, I’m betting my brother took this shot. And we’re probably both trying to figure out how the hell everything’s supposed to go (ice here? then salt? why won’t this thing turn?).
We always used to have home-made ice cream when we went to my grandparents. We grandkids were happy, though, when they got an electric machine. 🙂
Yeah, it was always the kids who got stuck sitting on the top of it and cranking it–I think that’s universal. Child labor!
when we were living in colorado (oh, about 1957, 58) he used to gather snow to make ice cream with. remember?
I knew one day I’d be sorry for being unable to read John Barth. Maybe I should try again now that I’m older–though I’m only 35, after all, so I can’t remember anything about those years you give for Colorado, not even the red kitchen cabinets or a rotary beater I wasn’t allowed to play with.
I DO remember when it once snowed in Columbus, GA, you told Debby and me if we made ice cream with it, our children would be rats.
if you want to be able to read ggb, you should start with something simpler, say niels bohr, from whom jb derives the quantum metaphysics that underlie both the sot-weed factor, and, especially, ggb. bon appetit.
I think I tried The Sot-Weed Factor but never finished it.
How lovely. Halcyon days.
If I recall correctly, they might have been the last halcyon days before I kicked into full-fledged teenage rebellion!