Listening to: Fat Bottom Girls – Queen (hells yeah!)
Mood: Mildly annoyed and fading (the annoyance, not me)
So another thing I really, really miss about the US is the
milk. It comes so nice and clean and pasteurized. If you want skim milk, you
buy that. No skin to be found unless you boil it.
Let me describe the milk situation here for you. It took me
a good 2 weeks to even figure out how to get milk delivered. Even then, it came
about rather as accident. I happened to stumble upon the milkman in the
basement. He sold me a book of tickets. The idea is, you place however many
tickets out that you want in the night in some container. Now no one told me
this, so I put ALL the tickets out in the bowl, figuring that he would take
some and leave some milk. The next day, I complained to my husband about the
milk man not coming. He had a good laugh, and then scolded me – it was really
lucky someone didn’t come along and just take all of our milk tickets. Sigh. So next night I put out a few tickets. Each is
good for 1 liter of milk. Voila, the milk was there in the morning.
Now, the milk here hasn’t been cleaned in any way, shape, or
form. There are quite a few stories in our family of liver problems from not
properly boiling milk. I’m not sure if I believe them or not, by I sure don’t
want liver trouble….so the milk must be boiled. 15 minutes covers it and you
have to watch it or it boils up out of the pot and covers your stove, most likely
making your housecleaner roll her eyes because you let it happen again. Not
that I would know… Ahem. Anywho. We have
the option of getting skim, or “diet” milk. I have asked for this as I have
been drinking skim milk since I was little and love it. I have yet to once get
skim milk. They just toss in toned (whole) milk and call it a day. I hate,
hate, hate whole milk. I hate seeing the fat float on top, and yes, that is not
at all an exaggeration. So the milk goes in the pot. As anyone who has ever
cooked milk knows, the minute it boils (which is non-optional here), it gets a
gross skin on top of it. WE filter it through a fine sieve, but you never
really get it all out. I have theories that it sits and makes skin at night in
the fridge, but that’s just my imagination. I think. Then there's the taste of fat in your mouth that comes with skim milk. Ugh.
Oh to grab a liter from the store….
Becky
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