My sis-in-law asked an excellent question regarding my camping blog post. She wanted to know what this thing called an ice cream ball is all about.
This awesome invention is quite possibly the best thing that ever happened to dairy lovers who love to camp and people who can't have enough stuff to cram in their kitchen cabinets/pantries/closets/cabinets. My mom gave a reddish/orange one to Scott for Christmas and it did pretty well for its inaugural run, despite the impatient shakers.
One recommendation: If you take it out in the wilderness, bring a long-handled wooden or metal spoon. A plastic one just doesn't cut it.
One day til Friday...thank you, thank you, thank you!