Milk...the word even rolls off your tongue pleasantly. I love everything about it. It is my elixir of life. It is my equivalent of the food of the gods (ambrosia and nectar). In short, I love milk.
I have always considered myself a food oriented person. Some peoples hearts lead them, my stomach makes my decisions. However the majority of my food oriented thoughts are milk related.
I have always frowned upon those who enjoy soy milk. My mother used to bring some home and most of my family would enjoy it. However, I being the abnormal, never cared for the liquid. Recently, due to lack of sleep, I accidentally poured myself a glass of soy milk for breakfast, as opposed to my usual helping of cow milk. As the cool liquid entered my mouth and began its decent down my throat, I was very pleasantly surprised. I licked my lips, blinked for a few times, and then decided I like soy milk! Needless to say, milk is my delight, by it cow or soy, coconut or goat, I love it. The end.
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