When I saw the link to Desserts That Fall From the Sky, by Eliza Barclay in Washington D.C. , I was curious. They’ve got snow for sure in those parts.
Ms. Barclays article took me down memory lane and then some. Follow the links.
After reading the article I got curiouser and Googled snow cream. There’s enough snow info there to keep you busy for a while.
Then, curiouser still, I came across this gem.
Let it snow, Let it snow, Let it snow.
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1 Ginny // Mar 9, 2010 at 6:50 pm
I remember being very stoned with a group of friends back in the sixties or early seventies the first time I heard Frank Zappa’s admonishment not to eat the yellow snow. I was living in the Boston area at the time, and who would eat **any** snow in Boston??? But being a native Mainer of the rural persuasion, I myself have partaken many times of freshly fallen snow, and instinctively avoided all and any that looked sullied in any way, especially if it was yellow; but also including full of snow fleas (which my friend Deb refused for years to believe in until I finally managed to show her some — she thought I was making them up), rabbit pellets, bird poop, and just about anything that was not visibly pure white crystallized water. I have never eaten snow cream.
2 Ginny // Mar 9, 2010 at 6:52 pm
But I do like creme brulee.
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