I have always loved full fat dairy milk. It tastes delicious and I would enjoy it in my iced coffees daily. This went on from the time I was about 16 until 28.
In retrospect I always knew it made me feel slightly sick, but I ignored it, likely because it’s so delicious and because the way it made me feel had become the “norm”.
Seems crazy now considering it’s something I consumed daily, but I never realized how badly dairy affected me until I cut it out altogether during my first whole30.
This, of course, made me find an alternative, which I did in Almond Milk. I’m not talking about the gross stuff that comes in a tetra-pack from the supermarket, filled with all sorts of other stuff – I’m talking about the homemade kind.
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