Simple Pleasures, #9
It’s really the little things that add up, right? There are so many of them. Right now I’m savoring the last bit of today’s topic: Almond milk. That’s right. I’m sure y’all are like, what? Who cares? I do!!! I don’t love cow’s milk. My kid does, and it’s great to cook with, but if I had to sit down and drink a glass, eat a bowl of cereal with it, drink a big ole latte… I’d probably get more satisfaction by sucking on some moldy cat turds.
I’m not even lactose intolerant in the medical sense, I just do not dig milk. Now, don’t get me wrong, I will RUIN some cheese. Any kind, and this runs the gamut from haute cuisine gruyère, to cheese-like product such as queso. Oh, sorry, this post is about a non-dairy item. Excuse me! Well, this natural disfavor of mine for milk coupled with my forays into dairy research (and the truly repugnant goings-on in those factories) led me to an obvious path of non-dairy milk alternatives.
Of course, I did soy for a while. I mean, at least it seemed cleaner. But there were problems there as well. You know, like, all the extra estrogens causing dude-boobs and the like (I don’t need any help in the chest-al region, thanks). That, and it really tastes like the back of a postage stamp. Not that great, actually. Rice milk? Tasty enough, but so watery! And that stuff is downright nasty in a cup of coffee, y’all. I want something that mimics milk (to an extent, you know, at least in consistency), but isn’t.
Hark! It’s called almond milk, people! I loves it! Sometimes, like this morning, I use the chocolate kind to make myself a mocha (of sorts). I buy the unsweetened versions, and I even dig the almondy-nutty sort of taste in there. Goes nicely with cereal and coffee if I do say so myself! Did I mention that it’s super low calorie? A simple pleasure in a carton. Delightful!
