White Milk
One childhood memory that I have to laugh about was drinking milk during dinner. I hated white milk as a kid and still hate it today. I have no idea why because I love drinking chocolate milk and strawberry milk. I enjoy white milk on cereal and use it for cooking. Weird but true, that is the way I was created, maynooise and white milk make me want to vomit. My parents made every child drink a large glass of white milk every night for dinner. My two brothers and sister loved white milk, so I was the outcast. I hated white milk so much I would always wait until the end of the dinner and hope my parents would get a phone call or distracted so I could dump out my glass. This was usually a unsuccessful strategy, so to make matters worse the milk would get warm which doubled my hatred for that white glass of horror. Eventually I would try a different strategy and hold my nose while slamming the glass of milk. This would help neutralize the taste, but I would still have to eat something right away to change that awful taste that would linger in my mouth. I often wondered why my parents did not let me add chocolate or strawberry syrup to my glass. It would have still been healthy for my teeth and bones. If some day my wife and I have children I hope they enjoy white milk, but if not there are different avenues to take.
