At least that's how it is for me.
Dad used to make his home made ice cream on this day each summer while we were growing up. He made 4 flavors:
Vanilla with Pecans
Vanilla with Pineapple
Vanilla with Pineapple and Pecans
I might have been the culprit for why he had to make these subtle varieties. I was a very picky eater as a kid. And still am. Although now, I'm past my "no crunchy things in soft things" texture demand. I'm nuts about nuts. Just like my dad.
He would spend hours on the makings of that ice cream of his! I remember that it involved salt rocks, and that his hands got scratched up. He did it out in the garage and it seemed very messy with newspapers all around, insulating the ice cream maker. I could be wrong and may have mixed up these memories... but what I remember for sure is it was THE. BEST. ICE. CREAM. I. HAVE. EVER. TASTED.
So today, in celebration of America- and my Dad- and my idyllic childhood- I'm making my version of Dad's famous "Vanilla Ice Cream with Pineapple and Pecans". Delicious!
|Not as good as Dad's, but it'll do!|