Officially at the 3/4 done mark. And I am celebrating with….milk in my cappuccino!

I know, I know. I shouldn’t have done it. But when I opened the fridge this morning, that big gallon jar of fresh milk looked so delicious that I just wanted to drink a great big glass of it.

I NEVER drink glasses of milk – I steam it for coffee, period. And well, yes, I add it to mashed potatoes. But drink a glass? Nope, never have, not even as a kid – in fact, I wouldn’t touch dairy products as a kid.

With 6 kids in my family, my parents actually bought one of those milk machines with the handle you lift up and the spout underneath – the milk man delivered a great big carton of it every week to go in the milk machine. Even the groovy handle and spout wasn’t enough to tempt me as a kid. I guess I knew it didn’t really sit well even then.

But that was pasteurized milk, and here in Vermont, we drink it raw. There is a family here in town who have two cows and we get a couple of gallons from them every week. The last few weeks I have ended up with quite a bit at the end of the week since I haven’t been drinking it. Sort of sad to pour it down the drain, but after 8 days it gets a bit funky.

Yesterday, I only had enough hemp milk for half of what I needed, so I used almond milk for the other half – and that was actually quite a good combination for cappuccino. The hemp milk by itself is kind of rich, the almond milk is kind of thin, but together they work nicely. I have to go shopping today so I’ll get some more hemp milk and almond milk and be a good girl for the rest of my experiment.

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I spent the morning in Montpelier getting some work done on one of our cars. I went to the Hunger Mountain Co-op to have breakfast and ordered a tofu wrap. I had the same one on Monday when I was also in Montpelier also having car work done and that one was really good. This one had way too much tofu. I’m not really big on tofu to begin with, but it was the only vegan option at their deli.

I could only manage to eat half of it so I wrapped up the other half and put it in my bag. Then I went for a hike with my friend Lauren, who gave me a half dozen eggs from her organic free ranging chickens  :”I wanted you to have good eggs next week when you eat eggs on December 22.”, she told me.

I ate the other half of the sandwich driving home. It still wasn’t very good but at least it had worked for breakfast and for lunch.

When I got home, I went for a hike with my friend Annette. Annette also has chickens. “Make sure you come over and get some eggs when you are ready to eat them again”, she told me. I think I will have to have one of Annette’s eggs and one of of Lauren’s eggs so they can both take credit with supplying  me with my first eggs post experiment.

I gave them each 3 cloves of garlic- I recently bartered with a client who gave me about 70 beautiful heads of garlic. So I have been gifting gorgeous garlic to my girlfriends lately.

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For dinner tonight I made a very delicious soup. I used portabello, crimini, and shitake mushrooms, sauteed with onions and garlic and celery, and then I threw in a few of those leftover failed yam fries from a few nights ago, then blended it all up. I threw some cooked broccoli in it as well. Very rich and savory and satisfying. I am content.