Anyway, we got a load of snow on Tuesday and Olivia has been begging to play in it. I opened the back door to show her how dang cold it really was (playing in the snow is a dad activity, at least until she's old enough to go out by herself!) and she asked to eat the snow. Of course! Let's forget about playing outside and eat the snow instead!
|The view from my back porch|
I carefully scooped just the top of the snow so we didn't get any cement flavor in our snow cream. Then in a medium bowl I put two spoonfuls of powdered sugar, a couple drops of peppermint extract (the ingredients on the bottler were: flavor and non-flavor, I KID YOU NOT) and some cream I had for a soup recipe. We didn't need the whole cup of cream so I thought, Why not? But you could also use milk.
|Don't scrape the bottom!|
Growing up we used vanilla, but I thought peppermint would be a fun change. Holy goodness! That stuff was awesome! I think this is what snow would taste like if you were Buddy the Elf. We mixed it all up and then sat on the kitchen floor sharing bites: Olivia, Axel, Mom, Olivia, Axel, Mom.
Did you make snow cream growing up?