Paul’s Milk
If you haven’t heard me say how much I would love a litre of real milk then we probably haven’t talked in the last 12 months. Let’s just say that the milk in Ukraine … HAS ISSUES. But after many months of abstenance, broken only by some French long-life I acquired, I am pleased to be back on the real stuff: fresh, full cream milk. Let me just say for the record; the difference is like Diet Coke to Champagne! I know I’m not imagining things, this stuff really is FANTASTIC!!!

July 17th, 2008 at 9:05 pm
I know of a way to make it go further!!
July 18th, 2008 at 1:13 am
hmmm… maybe it was the same way I remember from many many years of breakfast at latrobe avenue… those were the great depression days!
powdered milk!
July 19th, 2008 at 12:10 am
Those were the days, when pasteurised came in recycled glass bottles with alfoil caps.