Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving Day will soon be here.It brings fond memories of my childhood.Mom and Dad would bring the turkey,roasted brown,to my uncle Bob and aunt Delores.There we would feast on the delicious meal,except for us kids who would stare at the goose stuffing that had big brown raisins in it.My brother would look me in the eyes.I responded ,Yuck! The day was not lost,homemade pies with fresh aromas of spices filled the air.The after noon had more excitement.The snow cover was just right for sledding.Hills in Dakota have plenty of  slopes for fun. All the kids enjoyed the outside  while the grownups played cards. We knew what would be waiting for us after sledding.Uncle Bob would bring out the icecream maker.He would make it outside and his son Bobby would help gather the ice and salt to pack in the maker to freeze the icecream. In the cylinder the fresh cream ,sugar,vanilla,salt and eggs were combined The lid was placed on. Now came the fun! Cranking by hand was fun for us to watch,but uncle Bob did the work.Round and round it went,at last the time we have been waiting for. I still can remember how the icecream taisted, rich,sweet and creamy.Thanks uncle Bob for such good memories!