When I was younger, I used to think that running an ice cream shop must be a way to bring joy to people every day (this might have also been when I was a few hours into tractor work, flat batteries in my Walkman, warming water, not enough sunscreen, and several more hours to go).
Now I’m (a bit) older I can see the queues + heat + impatient kids and grown ups might detract somewhat from this sprinkling of joy.
However, out of the blue early this summer, my son tried a couple of times to make ice cream. It was a bit of a failure frankly. More crystals, less creaminess.
We were then very lucky to have a gelato master stay with us for a few days, who was very happy to share his passion. This was after very clearly (and with more passion) expressing the shortcomings of our “ice cream maker”. In fairness, it might have been older than my son and clearly technology has moved on…
So, for his birthday, my son had researched possible alternative machines that were acceptable, and also within mum’s budget.
Since then we’ve been benefiting from the experimentation as he develops his business plan to take over the world via ice cream.
Chocolate, coffee, mint chocolate, cookie dough (although this requires a profit share with his sister to help with the dough apparently), and even a foray into mango and raspberry sorbets.
While he still needs to work out some of the finer details, perhaps we’ll be able to keep the summer vibes over winter after all!
Tough Mother 