For many of us, ahem, older folk, one of the fondest and most unique memories is of our fathers or grandfathers, grandmothers or mothers taking time out to crank that old ice cream machine: in my case, living with Mom and Dad next door to grandparents, I recall how Pop would get out this bucket (either metal or wooden, I think) with a mechanism that was drawn across the opening and which had a small reservoir suspended from it and into the bucket. At one end of the ice cream “machine” was a hand crank. Pop filled the bucket with ice, inserted the thingy, poured cream and sugar (and coffee) into the center reservoir, and then proceeded to crank by hand for a long time. The drippy mixture would slowly turn into a thicker, sweet soupy mixture, and, eventually, into a creamy, cold treat.
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