I love milk. Half and Half, cream, 1%, 2%,j chocolate, you name it, I love it. If I'm feeling naughty I'll add cream instead of milk to baking or cooking. My grandpa had dairy cows and I'd inhale the fresh milk and cream.
I have one small..err big problems though and it stops me from drinking milk. My brothers and dad would swig from the jug and it totally grossed me out. It's one thing to finish off the milk and another to just swig and put it back in the fridge.
When I had toddlers and we were literally starving it was "save the milk for the kids" and I never really touched it. Generally if I want milk, I go buy a small carton for myself now. My kids and DH don't swig so I'm not as leary but I still have that starving mentality of "save the milk for the kids" 15 years later.



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