I can’t believe we waited this long to get milk from the local dairy. We would drive the hour up here to get it when we lived in Nevada, MO and we’ve been here for months and this week was the first time we bought it.
I don’t want to get into the debate about whether raw milk is safe to drink or not. I’ve read lots of info on the internet about it. The bottom line for me is that from about birth to 5 years old, I drank only raw milk and then til I was probably 15, I drank it more than storebought milk. In my grandparents’ house, it was all that was ever available and it was the same with so many of their friends and they all survived. There’s a lot we do that probably isn’t healthy according to government regulations/guidelines and health advice so we all pick and choose what we do . . at least for now. You can find a study to bolster just about any opinion you have. I would much rather drink milk from a local dairy where I drive up, see the cows out in the pasture, go inside, see the folks working, see how clean the place is, know it’s inspected and licensed.
So . . don’t take my word on the safety of raw milk. In fact, for anyone who has questions about the safety of drinking it, I’d recommend not drinking it. For those who are convinced it’s the best thing ever, their minds are not going to be changed. For those who are sure we’ll all get sick from drinking it, their minds are not going to be changed. I do accept that there’s some risk but what in life doesn’t have some risk? If I’m culturing the milk for buttermilk or yogurt, I definitely pasteurize it first. No use inviting trouble.
I drink it and Vince won’t drink it raw. Even when I pasteurize it, he’s apprehensive, especially with the cream left in. It does taste different but to me, it tastes so much better.
Yesterday he wanted tapioca pudding and I asked if he cared if I used raw milk. He didn’t care since it was cooked. He went on and on about how much better – more creamy – the tapioca pudding was. This morning he wanted grits. I asked if he cared if I used raw milk. He didn’t . . because, again, it was cooked.
After breakfast, he said “I’m sold! That raw milk with the cream makes everything better!” I said “Want a glass just to drink?” NO! He drew the line there.
I’m always so tempted to scoop off the cream and use it for homemade butter but the milk is so good with the cream mix in.
The dairy is licensed and inspected so I don’t worry about getting sick. It could happen but we could also get in a car accident on the way to the grocery store to buy milk so . . I just weigh the benefits vs. risks in my head and for the flavor of raw milk, it’s a risk I’m willing to take.