What the Heck is Snow Cream

In the recent Dim Sum Sunday Snowdays announcement post, I casually mentioned making Snow Cream. Stirred up a bit of curiosity, it did. Now it's time to explain. But first, I had to do a little research and then make a call back to the Mothership because you see Snow Cream lives as the one memory branded on my brain of the Great Blizzard of 1966. In late January of 1966 the DC Metro was quickly blanketed with up to 22" of snow. Not content to let the snow lie where it fell, Mother Nature decided to add 55 mile per hour winds to whip that snow into child swallowing drifts. With conditions like that you've got a storm for the ages in the Mid Atlantic region.

TV Chopper helping to evacuate pregnant woman to the hospital during Blizzard of '66.

Yours truly was but a wee child who was trapped with the rest of my family at our grandparents house. Seems the weekly family poker game was just too good to resist. Unfortunately the various aunts, uncles, spouses and children were trapped for 6 days in a very tiny house. VERY. TINY. And, might I add, this was in the time before disposable diapers. Are you digging me? Some people had bad acid experiences in the sixties...this little Almost Donner Party was a very bad trip. Acid might have helped but I can't be sure. Uglier details can not be revealed...some wounds are too deep. Still, I remember making snow cream.
Recipe for Snow Cream

Snow - fresh clean snow (no, yellow snow is not lemon flavored)
Milk or cream
Sugar
some flavoring ingredient (depends on your spice shelf and whether your mom made pancakes every Sunday morning to have maple syrup in the house)

Fold gently together.
Serve to ravenous children.
Repeat until:
A. Snow runs out.
B. Milk runs out.
C. Sugar runs out.
D. Patience runs out.

That, my friends, is Snow Cream.