Since Abby is working her very first babysitting job tomorrow night she has been preparing all day today things to do with the girls tomorrow. Plus, I wanted to have some kind of project for the kids to do at the 4th on the 5th party.
Enter Ice Cream in a Bag.
Or, more simply put: Redneck Ice Cream.
The first time I ever saw this recipe was on Regis & Kathie Lee. Yeah. Not Kelly, but Kathie Lee. So it's been a long time ago. I thought it was a cool idea, but my kids weren't at the age where stuff like that was fun, plus they were insanely picky eaters and if it didn't come from a tub with a bunny on it, it wasn't ice cream in their twisted little minds and therefore they would refuse to eat it.
But now they are school kids and I am a stay-at-home mom once again and the call goes out about every half hour: We're borrrrrrrrrrred! I won't go into the fact that there are three bedrooms full of toys PLUS 40 acres, two four-wheelers, one Okie pool and a dog.....
Anyway, this afternoon we made Ice Cream in a Bag. Here's the recipe. Leave a comment and let me know if you tackle the project and how it goes for you!
One serving (equals about one scoop):
1 Tbsp. sugar
1/2 c. milk
1/4 tsp. vanilla
6 Tbsp. rock salt
1 quart and 2 sandwich ziploc bags
Ice cubes
Fill quart-size bag half full of ice; add rock salt. Pour milk, vanilla and sugar in small bag. Squeeze out excess air and seal. Place inside other small bag, squeeze out air and seal. Put small bags inside larger bag. Seal and shake!
Hints:
We had salty ice cream the first go-around because the small baggies leaked salt water into the smaller bag. I guess that's what I get for buying cheap baggies!
We used tea towels to wrap the bags in while we shook since they get mega cold.
I wonder how to make it chocolate.....Hershey's syrup? Or throw in some chocolate chips? Andes Mints? Ooh! PEANUT BUTTER!!!!!! The possibilities are endless. Let me know how you scream for ice cream. In a bag.
I was born a semi-diva. I married a redneck. Through the magic of osmosis or just because of a serious lack of sophistication over the years I have found a balance of the two that make me who I am today. And then I write about it all, much to the chagrin of my mother.
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oooooooooohhhhhhh, home made ice cream.
I will do a post, thanks.
Hint: there is an ice cream maker ball, that is fun because you don't have to pay attention, everybody sits in a circle with their Bud and buds and kicks the ball around.
It doesn't make much, but have you ever had a Bud Float?
didja check out the video my friend made about the flag? It's very cool.
I'd love it if you would link to it, or embed it.
Word Verification: nutrdpe
Nut-rad-pee, almost like NutraSystem except you eat nuts and pee a lot.
Okay, this post is marked, and we will be trying it ASAP.
Thanks!
We are trying it tomorrow! Thank you!!
We used to make homemade ice cream in VBS with the pre-k kids using coffee cans. One pound can inside the large one with ice and rock salt around the small can. Roll back and forth.
To make chocolate we added powdered cocoa—but not too much.
We also made peanut butter playdough! I had so forgotten all this (I think I blocked the nightmare of a roomful of pre-k kids hyped up on sugar!). Thanks for a trip down memory lane!
I can't make Ramen Noodles but I think I may be able to give this a shot. Ice cream, even somewhat salty, is always yummy.
I love your writing. You're clever and funny.
BTW - I don't even remember how I found you.
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