I just got done microwaving my milk.
Our fridge might be doing its job a little too well. And by “well,” I mean it’s freaking freezing things that aren’t supposed to be frozen.
Like my milk!
Super freak, er, fridge
Cream vs. Skim
I’m not nearly as picky about eating healthy as I used to be.
But even I draw the line when the barista mixes up half and half cream with skim milk.
Perhaps it wouldn’t be such a big deal if my large coffee wasn’t made up of roughly 50 percent milk, but since it is, I had to say something.
I’ve never sucked directly from an udder, but I’m guessing that’s pretty much what my beverage would have tasted like.
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Two weeks ago, I drank some mold.
Two days ago, I drank some rotten milk.
If I make it to 2012, it’ll be a miracle.