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Patricide or Folly?
There it was in the refrigerator: A full gallon of milk. Cool, refreshing, nutritious..., spoiled. I was about to take my second swallow when it hit me that this was milk unlike any other. It's now about an hour and a half later. We'll see...

My dear son's explanation was that he knew it was outdated and he had been meaning to throw it away, but didn't want to pour it down the drain for fear of smelling it.

Yes, I know. The date is printed plainly on the jug. Old habits die hard; harder still is acquiring new ones, even 20 years after the evil do-gooders forced the honest milk merchants to print them. (BTW, did any food purveyors ever really go out of business from the expense of date labels? Comments - and evidence - are welcome.)

I'll report again later, depending on the bacteria count.

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