The Hand That Rocks the Ladle
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I gave it back to Little Freni who purred.
Thirty-three
Homemade Peach Ice Cream
(For crank-type freezer)
1 cup sugar
½ teaspoon salt
6 egg yolks
2 cups whole milk
2 cups heavy cream
½ teaspoon vanilla
1 pint peach pulp, or four ripe peaches, peeled and mashed
Mix sugar, salt, and egg yolks. Slowly add milk. Cook in top of double boiler until bubbles appear around edge of pot. Allow to cool before adding cream, vanilla, and fruit.
Pour mixture into freezer can. Replace dasher, cover can, and adjust crank. Place can in tub. Fill freezer one-third full of ice. Add layer of salt, and then ice, alternating until full. Use six parts ice to one part rock salt. Turn crank until it becomes difficult. Pour off meltwater. Remove lid and pack mixture down in can. Repack with ice and salt and allow to sit for two hours.
P.S. No babies, either real or imaginary, were harmed during the writing of this book.
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About the Author
Tamar Myers was born and raised in the Belgian Congo (now just the Congo). Her parents were missionaries to a tribe which, at that time, were known as headhunters and used human skulls for drinking cups. Because of her pale blue eyes, Tamar’s nickname was Ugly Eyes.
Her boarding school was two days away by truck, and sometimes it was necessary to wade through crocodile infested-waters to reach it. Other dangers she encountered as a child were cobras, deadly green mambas, and the voracious armies of driver ants that ate every animal (and human) that didn’t get out of their way.
At sixteen, Tamar's family settled in America, and she immediately underwent culture shock: she didn’t know how to dial a telephone, cross a street at a stoplight, or use a vending machine. She lucked out, however, by meeting her husband, Jeffrey, on her first day at an American high school. They literally bumped heads while he was leaving, and she entering, the Civics classroom.
In college Tamar began to submit novels for publication, but it took twenty-three years for her to get published. Persistence paid off, however, because Tamar is now the author of three ongoing mystery series: One is set in Amish Pennsylvania and features Magdalena Yoder, an Amish-Mennonite sleuth who runs a bed and breakfast inn; one, set in the Carolinas, centers around the adventures of Abigail Timberlake, who runs an antique and collectable store (the Den of Antiquity); and the third is set in the Africa of her youth, with its colorful, unique inhabitants.
Tamar now calls North Carolina home. She lives with her husband, a Basenji dog named Pagan, two rescue kitties: a very large Bengal named Nkashama, and an orange tabby cat who goes by the name of Dumpster Boy. Tamar enjoys gardening (she is a Master Gardner), bonsai, travel, painting and, of course, reading. She's currently working on her next Amish mystery.
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