Wooden buckets were packed with rock salt and ice. Cream and sugar were poured into a metal cylinder. Vanilla in one cylinder, chocolate in another. A metal collar (wo)manhandled across the top of the contraption, and a handle banged onto one side. "We're going to make ice cream!" the troop leader exclaimed. Great! I love ice cream!
Girl were called from play to sit on top of the buckets, and more girls were assigned to turn the handles. Excellent. Girl Scouts are great at teamwork. I turned the handle for a few minutes. "Is it ready now?" No, it was not. It became a relay effort of handle turning; I'm pretty sure we turned the handles for at least 4 hours. Maybe 5? Time is different when you're a child. What I know is that it took forever.
It was the best ice cream of my life. Specks of vanilla were peppered throughout. It was so sweet, so creamy, so hard-won, but with a troop of girls, it was quickly gone.
We packed the buckets up again, churned the buckets again, ate strawberry ice cream with super red, super sweet berries plastered throughout. I don't know what was in the other bucket. Who would eat another flavor when you can have strawberries? Forget what I said about the vanilla being the best ice cream I've ever had. That strawberry ice cream was the best.
Of course, we did it again. I was starting to suspect that the troop leader's plan was to work us all to exhaustion. I think she succeeded. I quit eating ice cream when the choice became pineapple.
Night fell in the forest. Mosquitoes came out. We built the essential bonfire and sang campfire songs. It was a wonderfully perfect day.
But now, the word for the week is "ice cream", and I don't have any. It just feels so wrong. I may have to go to the store again. Well, I know I have to go back. This was my shopping list: dog food, soap. Can you guess which 2 items I neglected to get when I spent $120+ at the store today? I think my revised shopping list is now dog food, soap, and ice cream.
BTW, I fussed around with this art more than you'd know by looking at it because in the end, I deleted most of what I'd done. Sometimes that has to happen. I decided I just felt like having a happy bookmark :)