You Scream, I Scream, We all Scream for Ice Cream!

The smell of icecream wafted from my oven as white crystals formed on my windows. The kitchen was toasty despite the frigid weather. Today, as my dad would say, is a good day to stay in the wigwam and leave the buffalo alone. My thoughts precisely. As, I was describing my baking ventures today I madeContinue reading “You Scream, I Scream, We all Scream for Ice Cream!”