I MEAN, JUST AN OLD-FASHIONED GLASS OF MILK, PLEASE?
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Maybe it’s just our multiple- choice culture. Accustomed as we are to 87 varieties of what used to be a cup of coffee . . .
But milk? I have been addicted to milk ever since my Uncle Porter taught me how to get it from a cow when I was in second grade. This was in the old-fashioned hands-on days. On Uncle Porter’s farm. I was pretty good.
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My current senior living place features soy milk, almond milk, lactose-free milk and assorted percentages-of-fat milk.
And now I read about A2 milk, which lacks some pesky A1 beta-casein neither cows nor milk drinkers ever heard of.
“The rise of A2 milk comes,” I learn, “as the broader dairy industry is in crisis, facing declining sales amid the explosion of plant-based milks. A2’s proponents hope it will stage a comeback for dairy.”
Uncle Porter would be proud.