Yesterday was National Ice Cream Day.  My adult children and their families were visiting so I didn’t take the time to write.  I’m sure everyone has a favorite ice cream story or memory.  Or perhaps loads of them, especially if you live in a hot climate.

The one that comes to mind first is when I was about seven.  My father worked evenings so my three older sisters and my mother ate supper without him.  That was in the old days when the family ate together.  (I’m sorry that has changed.)  I don’t remember which night Gunsmoke was on television, but we would watch it with Dad and have vanilla ice cream with home made chocolate sauce on it.  It was one of the few things we did with him.

Yesterday, I printed a copy of the chocolate sauce recipe for my daughter-in-law, written in my mother’s handwriting.  Mom passed in 1970.  Seeing her handwriting is always a pleasure.

Granny’s Chocolate Sauce.

1 Cup sugar,   1/3 Cup water,   butter the size of a walnut,   pinch of salt,   1 1/2 squares unsweetened baking chocolate

Slowly bring this mixture to a boil, stirring constantly.  Boil for about one minute.

Remove from heat, add 1 1/2 caps pure vanilla extract.  Stir and serve hot.


When my husband and I go for ice cream now, we laugh, because we pass about seven other ice cream stands to get to Bruster’s, our favorite.  I’m sure wherever you live, there is a brand you prefer over all others.   Enjoy.