Good old milk. It's not especially amazing, and yes its the whim of a hormone-addled pregnant chick, but I have (re)discovered milk these last couple of months. On its own or chocolate milkshake, I can't get enough. Smitten.
Afternoon tea at work is a walk across the way to caf to buy a litre of nice cold milk. My colleagues think Ive gone bonkers. (that is not an open invitation to agree!!)
A couple of big glasses before bed sees me through the 2am munchies.
And since I'm trying to limit my caffeine intake, a choccy milkshake is the go when I'm meeting friends or colleagues for coffee.
I'd just like to thank all the cows out there....cheers!
This is my latest discovery, Part II:
I drafted the above before dinner, but now that we've had dinner, I have to share this with you:
Pirate Jim loves brussels sprouts! He scarfed three at dinner, in preference to the sausage also on his plate. That boy loves his veggies!
I wonder how long that miracle is going to last....