It had been a long time since I had my last fix. It was an addiction that stayed with me, all the way up to college. Upon entering college, I found my taste for it… disappeared. The classic version I found had a taste that made me gag, and the flavoured versions were no longer appealing.
So as time went on, I just forget it existed. Sure, I’d see friends with it once in a while, but it was always like a dirty secret. It would be emptied, thrown away, without a second thought.
It was like, such a kiddie drink.
Until I started working with the Construction Company’s e-newsletter team. Then I truly rediscovered it.
I can imagine it now. Smooth, thick, chilled… the sensous sensation on my tongue as I drank it down. It felt like silk, like hot butter on a pan, like melting on a hot day. It also had the advantage of keeping me going for the next few hours without needing to eat something like a bun. In effect, it became my meal subsitute.
Chocolate Milk, to be exact. And if you want to get really intimate with my poison…
Goodday Chocolate Milk.
When I was a kid, I preferred HL Milk, but not even Dutch Lady can compete with Goodday now. It’s almost sinful, drinking Goodday Chocolate Milk. If I don’t feel like something sweet, then there’s always soya bean milk.
Yes, soya bean. Wonderful inventions they are. Perfect for someone who’s mildly lactose-intolerant like I am. And these things were lifesavers when I went for my coffee-free Lent fast.
Milk… it really does love me. I’m glad to have rediscovered it after all this time!
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