Today, I got down the old shaker, filled it with vanilla ice cream, milk, caramel syrup and a healthy helping of the powdered malt a local burger joint owner graciously orders for me once a year or so. I had forgotten how the aluminum iced up on the exterior during the shaking process, but unlike my dad, I didn't forget to hold the small lid with my finger. No restaurant can top a home-made malted milk shake!
This is the 15th year of continuous daily publication for 365Caws. All things considered, it's likely it will be the last year as it is becoming increasingly difficult for me to find interesting material. However, I hope that I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world with my natural history posts, or encouraged a novice weaver or needleworker. If so, I've done what I set out to do.
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Back When Shakes Were Shaken
Today, I got down the old shaker, filled it with vanilla ice cream, milk, caramel syrup and a healthy helping of the powdered malt a local burger joint owner graciously orders for me once a year or so. I had forgotten how the aluminum iced up on the exterior during the shaking process, but unlike my dad, I didn't forget to hold the small lid with my finger. No restaurant can top a home-made malted milk shake!
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