I just cannot imagine that. Allergic to milk? Milk eventually transforms into ice cream. Of varied flavors. All of which, I love. And lots of stuff in between. Again, all of which I love. Allergic to milk? Dude, that has to suck ass big time!!! Yet, on the other hand, I used to suffer from this. I just don't remember it. I was only 9 months old.
I was a breast fed baby. Which was unfortunate since I was lactose intolerant. Yes, I was actually allergic to my mother. At the ripe old age of 9 months I was in surgery for a double hernia from convulsing and screaming. Yes, my parents let this madness go on for 9 months. What were they thinking??? Anyway, I suddenly became a formula baby. It was new back then. Sort of like the Smartphone of nutrition. My word, I was cutting edge at 9 months old.
Yet, from my earliest memories, I've always been a milk junkie. In all of it's wondrous forms. OMg!!! I really was just allergic to my mother. That answers SO many questions.
At the age of 13 my latent lactose puberty gene kicked in and my life was transformed. I started consuming milk like a new born calf. I discovered cheese. OMg!!! Cheese!!! Oh, wonderful cheese!!! I could smell a dairy across the next time zone. I drank milk by the gallon. Hell, I wanted to "dock" with a cow!!! What can I say, I put cheese on cheese. And then I deep fry it. After I beer batter it...
Yes, I am a lactose whore. Anytime. Anywhere. Oh, hell, just flip me over and slip it up my backside. Oh, yeah, put a 5 pound brick of extra sharp brie up my pooper and I'm happy. OK, tmi...
I have done things with cheese that would scare you. Actually, I have done things without cheese that would scare you. Don't ask...
I am old. And yes, I look like morel. I blame my great-grandmother for that. Paternal side. What can I say???
Again, what can I say....
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