I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
Drink chocolate milk!Liza
I promised a story about bribery and intrigue, but that’s going to have to wait a day until I vent a bit about Borden Milk Products and Elsie the Cow. I’d like to start by saying that I think chocolate milk is great. And that I know nothing about the Borden Milk Products beyond the fact that they make milk products — and employ a cow named Elsie. Great. So Asa and I went to the rodeo grounds with some good friends today. There were large swine, large tractors, and sausages on sticks. A fine day. And then we went into the building sponsored by Borden and sat down in some folding chairs to listen to a man describe the milking process to a group of school children. (Dairy cows are milked 305 days a year. The other 60 days they are pregnant or birthing. Note to self: Avoid being reincarnated as dairy cow.)
“How many of you kids like milk?”
A few hands.
“And how many of you kids like CHOCOLATE milk?”
Cheers and all the hands.
“Well there is absolutely no difference between the two! They’re the same thing. Tell your parents and your teachers!”
Calories: 170 per cup
Calories: 120 per cup.
Again, I like chocolate milk. Tasty stuff.
But telling a group of school children that chocolate milk and plain milk are the same, Borden? (When you’re supposed to be showing us how to wash teats and attach a milking machine). And making a point to tell San Antonio children to tell their parents and teachers that they can drink chocolate milk instead of milk because they’re the same? (Obesity rate among San Antonio school students: 30-35%.)
BOOO! BOOO!! (Princess Bride, anyone?)
Jamie Oliver where are you?!?
PS. I don’t really have anything to say about Elsie the Cow. Hard working ungulate.
OK, I feel better. Time to do some core work.
PPS. Yes, I’ve read how chocolate milk makes an excellent recovery drink.