Fond Childhood Memory: During summertime visits to my grandparent's Appalachian farm, we'd often bust out the ice cream churn for a good old fashioned treat. We didn't use one of those post-modern electric churns, either -- it was all elbow grease.
This interesting unit upholds the same Puritan principal (work, then eat) but turns it into a toy. Kids today have it too easy -- buy this and tell 'em they can have all the ice cream they want, as long as they make it themselves!
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Dear Curmudgeon -- I turned the crank kind as a kid and I now have an electric one.
I much prefer the electric one. Does this make me a bad person?
(Umm, the ice cream doesn't know the difference.)
(Sigh)
I'll bet you don't clean your own fish or dress your own venison, either.
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