Now here’s something you should know about me: I’m very attached
to those dates on the top of milk that says when they expire. I know that
technically it’s a “sell by” date and not a “drink by” date, but I just cannot
get past that to drink what is probably fine milk. I’ve, pre-kids, been known to
trash milk at all stages of empty/full because it automatically tastes icky to
me even on the date on the bottle.
But. (of course there’s a but) With Henry not drinking milk
and Spencer not drinking milk that much, at the “sell by” date of the most
recent gallon, we had 75% of a gallon left. And we buy the organic stuff, so
that’s $5 worth of milk! I couldn’t do it. I started drinking milk every day. I
put it in my cooking. Here’s what I was left with:
That’s the last glass of milk which I drank last night (with
some kit kats) and that’s the date on the gallon. While every day I thought “this
is the day I drink spoiled milk” or “this is the day I feed my family food made
with spoiled milk”, it didn’t go bad! Woah!
It’ll be half gallons from here on out. (and calcium chews for the kiddos)
3 comments:
You're going to have bones of STEEL.
I have a weird thing about milk. I love it! I drink it every day! But if it smells even one tiny little whiff beyond "good" I cannot be near it. I gag pouring it out. I just cannot. I didn't used to be this way, but the older I've gotten, the more sensitive I am to bad smells. And sour milk (even a hairsbreadth into the sour category) is the WORST.
Your NORMAL is one gallon every 4-5 days? I just... I cannot.. Oh April. You should see how much milk my family drinks. I buy SIX GALLONS A WEEK. It is laughable that milk would ever go bad before we could drink it. Oh man. Send Henry up here and we'll train him. :)
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