I picked up the phone and shakily dialed the number that I have dialed so many times before. It rang a couple of times before a familiar voice greeted me. I asked for J right away.
“Hello, J speaking”
“I THINK I KILLED MY ICE CREAM MAKER!!”
“*laughter* What??”
“I THINK I KILLED MY ICE CREAM MAKER!!”
“*more laughter* How??”
“I was making ice cream, and I put the ice cream maker in another room because it makes such a racket… And I was jamming to some really good music and I like, forgot about it for an HOUR! And now the machine’s really hot and it’s not turning on, and there’s a smell..and….and…”
“Well…you do make a LOT of ice cream.”
“But I wasn’t ready to say good-bye!!”
Long story short – after I hung up, I plugged it in and all was good. Unfortunately, I didn’t chill the bowl long enough and will have to wait until tomorrow to test out the goma ice cream. I did managed to churn out one batch before, errr…the incident. All is good! I’m back in business! Thanks to J for coaxing me back for the edge and to the store for offering me a good deal on a replacement. I really was about to jump in my car to pick it up. But I thought I would give it one last shot, and luckily – it worked!
I’m not afraid to admit that I was close to tears.
So many good times, and so much excellent ice cream – I wasn’t ready to end the dream. Next time I’ll have to set up an egg timer to remind me to check!
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