I am jealous... while we have good milk down here in Oregon, we have to read labels and make sure we're buying the right stuff. You are lucky!
My wife (Senior Management) only buys milk that is milk, or so she says. The carton seems to change with every purchase but she insists that I simply shut up and drink it. The same goes for bread. "Bread is bread." she says, but I sometimes wonder. At least my one Canadian grandson is getting the real thing.
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