I stopped drinking cows milk after reading some (disgusting) facts about each pint being allowed to have a certain amount of bacteria and pus in it. Bleugh. My partner was already relatively low dairy and uses soya milk so I thought I’d give that a go. Yep, all worked, all good and slowly I phased out cows milk with the boys until we all had soya. To be honest, none of us really have that much milk in our diets so it wasn’t the wold’s biggest deal, I just didn’t want my coffee to have a side order of cow pus and bacteria in it.
Btw – I refuse to give up cheese so if you know any disgusting facts about cheese, please keep them to yourself.
In a rush in Aldi the other day, I reached for the soya milk as usual, dumped it in the trolley and went on to concentrate on removing all the illicit stuff the boys were piling into the trolley while my back was turned and stopping them from irritating their (poor) teacher, who had also chosen to go to Aldi that afternoon.
It was a couple of days later I thought I’m not really liking the taste of my coffee but can’t be bothered to do anything about. In my opinion that’s an open and shut case. I didn’t make the coffee (the long suffering other half did) and I couldn’t be bothered to get my own. Later that day he made tea (it’s official, he is the king of beverages in this house) and said ‘I’m not liking this Almond milk in tea’ that I realised I’d picked up the wrong stuff.
We did battle through with the whole litre of it – I’d paid for it after all and from now on I’ll be a lot more diligent when throwing things in the trolley.