Ice Cream Social

Margie: Edna, it sure is hot today. It reminds me of when we were girls and Daddy would bring out the old crank ice cream freezer. Remember? Mama sure knew how to make a fine ice cream mix.

I recall how all my beaus would rush to get to be the first to bring me a bowl. My goodness, I was so spoiled by those fine young men. I was quite the belle of the ice cream social.

Edna: I surely do remember that homemade ice cream, there's just nothing to beat it nowadays. I also remember our young gentlemen friends bringing you bowls of ice cream, but it surely wasn't to court you. It was to keep your mouth occupied so you wouldn't keep flapping your gums--Stanley Richmond's grandpa told me so.

Margie: Edna, you cannot spoil my fond memories with your warped perceptions! Stanley's grandpa was an imbecile as you well know. Don't think I'm too dumb to know why he always fetched your ice cream!

Edna: Margie, don't you ruin this perfectly nice blog post with your sass, I won't have it! Besides, I'm only telling the truth.

Now, to get back to the ice cream, do we still have any of those old recipes Mama used to use?

Margie: We sure do, Edna. Mama made a little folder for us and it has all her recipes in it. I could sure eat some strawberry about now.

Edna: Oh, so could I. How about we invite Cousin T over for an ice cream social?