Hey gang, it’s me, Kayce Lassiter, and I’m tickled as a
speckled pup to be here again. It’s been
a rough couple of months, but I think I’m seeing daylight at the end of the
tunnel. At least, I’m feeling better
about it maybe not being a train. LOL Hope you all are doing fabulous. Have I mentioned yet that you are looking
quite mahvelous? Well, you most
certainly are!
Anyway, I thought I’d stick my head in and chat for just a
bit to bring everyone up to speed on milk.
Yep, you read that right—MILK.
Why? Because it’s come to my
attention that not everyone understands what milk is and where it comes
from. Then, just to complicate things
further, there is more than one kind of milk these days…and here’s where things
go off the rails when you’re talkin’ milk.
So, pull up a milk stool and take a sit while this daughter
of a dairy farmer shares her wealth of useless information.
The trigger for this discussion was when I pulled into a
drive-thru donut shop the other day and ordered a plain frosted donut and a
carton of milk. Seemed easy to me. But au
contraire.
The sweet young lady working the speaker asked, “What kind
of milk would you like?”
I asked, “What kinds do you have?” (Thinking perhaps I might have the
opportunity to choose between skim, whole, and two-percent.)
The sweet young lady behind the curtain replied, “Chocolate
and Vanilla.”
Huh?
I hesitated a moment, and then replied, “I was actually hoping for just regular old white
milk.”
Cross my heart and hope to die, she answered, “Yeah, that’s
the vanilla milk.”
I smiled to myself and told her the plain old white milk would
be just fine. Then I pulled to the
window to pick up my donut and “vanilla milk”.
Now, I understand that Almond Milk comes in Vanilla flavor, but I wanted
plain old milk…real milk, not fake milk, milk that comes from a cow—not an
almond, not a coconut, not a vanilla tree.
(And yes, I know it’s actually an orchid…how?...because I have access to
the internet…which donut girl must not have.)
As I pulled away from the store, I wondered if she knew
where that “vanilla” milk came from. Did
she know it came from cows and not vanilla beans? I’ve heard of people who think chocolate milk
comes from brown cows, but where must she think vanilla milk comes from? Vanilla cows?
It brings to mind visions of rows and rows of teeny weeny vanilla beans
hooked up to little tiny milking machines.
I wonder how many vanilla beans it takes to get a gallon of vanilla
milk.
Okay, say it with me…all together now…milk comes from
COWS. White cows, black cows, brown
cows, red cows, black and white cows, brown and white cows…cows of all sizes,
shapes, and ages. Milk is milk, is milk,
is milk. To make it brown, we add
chocolate. To make it pink, we add
strawberry. And to make it vanilla, we would
add vanilla extract. But if you’re
talkin’ about “milk”, it originally comes only in white (unless there’s a
problem with your cow). Everything else
has been processed to the point where its very nature has changed…it is no
longer “milk”…it’s now “chocolate milk”, “strawberry milk”, or…wait for it… “vanilla
milk”.
But plain old white milk ain’t “vanilla milk”…it’s just milk,
people! And it’s the only thing that
truly is.
That’s my story, silly and superfluous, and I’m stickin’ to
it. Hang on tight now, ‘cuz we’re gonna
go real, real fast!
Love ya,
Kayce
