Dec 07 2007
Weather And Hokum
When I left the house this morning, it was 17 degrees. It’s 27 now. Heat wave.
So in my experiment on what’s available, I went where I was directed to get raw milk. I was directed, by the way, to the local hippy-dippy-do “organic” food store.
The raw milk was in half-gallons, at $4.79. Had it been raw milk, the pricing would have made sense: After all, if you separate cream from milk, you get more revenue than if you just sell it raw. So I bought one.
I was suspicious because there was no hint of separation. It was in a plastic jug, though, so I could have just not been able to see it. So I got it home, opened it up, and tried it.
It ain’t raw milk. First, the cream has been separated out. Second, it’s been pasteurized. I can tell because pasteurized milk has a very different taste — and this tastes just like the milk you buy in the store.
I can only deduce that for the morons who stop at this place, raw milk is “organic” milk, or free range milk, or fair trade milk, or something other than raw milk. Cause it ain’t.
I should have known, of course, that a bunch of vegans in birkenstocks wouldn’t have a clue. For a dollar less, I could have bought a gallon of milk. Live and learn.
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You would be a criminal in Ohio (and Michigan too, I believe) if you bought or sold raw milk for human consumption.
Sad, ain’t it?