milk

Milk, it does a body good. That’s the tagline I recall. We didn’t drink milk in Taiwan but when it was readily available in the US, we consumed a fair number of gallons. A gallon of anything is a lot but like the new found space everywhere, there was much more available in our fridge. I particularly liked the milk containers that had smiley faces in the circle indentations on the side. I would cut it out, colour the entire surface with Crayola markers and fill it with a thin layer of Elmer’s glue. I liked watching the colour mix into the glue and turn translucent as it dried. As you can imagine, I ended up with many smiley faces. Fresh milk again was ridiculously expensive on our next move to Hong Kong. It was a difficult and unsuccessful shift to UHT milk. We did not cross paths again until uni in Canada where to my delight, milk came in bags and their external packaging would be collected and woven into mats.

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