A Glass of Milk
This morning as I was sitting down to breakfast I thought, "Hey, Lance, let's be daring this morning. Why don't you drink a glass of milk?" So I got out a glass, got out the milk and poured. I watched, mesmerized, as the glass filled with liquid white gold. After putting the milk carton away (don't want that precious bovine nectar to go bad), I sat down to my morning meal. After having a bite of my hash browns and eggs, I picked up the glass of milk and took a gulp. I nearly gagged. "But it is rich in calcium and fortified with Vitamins A & D," I told myself, "drink it if it kills you." And it nearly did. In one long gulp I downed the rest of the milk and forced myself to think of how amazingly delicious it was to keep myself from rushing to worship to porcelain god. Don't get me wrong, milkshakes, mochas, cereal with milk, these I can do, but milk on its own... disgusting. I do believe that this morning marked the first time in possibly 10 or more years that I have actually consumed a glass of milk. There's a good chance it may be 10 more before I try that again.
Comments
Just wondering....did you check the date on that milk? Perhaps you would actually like milk that hadn't soured! Keep in mind that milk does not "age" well, as wine does. :-)
Posted by: KJ | February 4, 2007 11:02 PM
An excellent point, but one that I had already considered. The milk was quite fresh. Delicious in my morning cereal, just awful to drink.
Posted by: Lance | February 5, 2007 6:16 AM
This blog has taken a disturbing turn, Lance.
Posted by: Adam | February 6, 2007 9:55 AM
Lance,
Why don't you start using the CSIRO cookbook that we got you for Christmas? then you will understand how good dairy products are.
Posted by: your father | February 19, 2007 6:09 PM