Hanging out with my attractive American friend has its bonuses: he makes home made ice cream too. I am beyond impressed by this. And, even better than just making ice cream, he invents new flavours too. Altho the texture was a little strange, (due, I am assured to overbeating, rather than any inherent fault in the recipe), pressed apple juice, brown sugar, and rye macerated cranberry flavour, which sounded off-putting in the extreme, was actually delicious in the eating. And I do not favour the cranberry, as a general rule.