I was recently talking with a nutritional counselor about dairy.
When I shared that I milk a cow twice a week to bring milk home for my family, her lip actually curled and she kind of flinched backward a little bit.
Like a pro, she quickly masked the reaction.
“Like, raw?” she managed to ask with some semblance of a straight face.
Yes, I love my milk raw and credit it with saving my teeth (all in all, I’ve been breastfeeding for close to ten years, so far).
