As I took Misty out for her
run thru the snow paths, and
saw the yellow snow, it reminded
me of the winters past.
You know, don't eat the yellow snow.
But on many occasions I did go out
to get bowls of snow.
When I was a kid, my mother would
send my brother and I out, with a huge
bowl to get snow... with the words..
of course, watch out for the yellow snow.
Then as I went out with my kids, we would
gather large bowls of snow. Watching out
for the yellow snow.
Now as I am older, two things I ponder.
First, how did we know there wasn't
yellow snow under the freshly new
foot of snow?
Second, we didn't think about the
environment leaving toxic waste on
our snow that traveled thru the air,
as we have now been taught.
It is kind of like how we use to drink
water straight from the hose. Which now
they scream at you not to do. So is the
hoses different or the people?
Any way, we used this fresh snow for
our recipe. SNOW ICE CREAM.
In a bowl you put, snow, milk or
cream, vanilla and sugar and mixed.
And if you really wanted to be fancy,
an beaten egg. Mix, not so much that
the snow melted.
But enough so all of it was mixed well.
It was the best. And of course the first
of the season was the very best.
We mixed strawberries, or chocolate
I wonder... do parents still do that
with their kids?
If you decide to give it a try....
WATCH OUT FOR THE YELLOW
11 hours ago