Like most people I grew up drinking milk. As a child I was given a cup of milk at virtually every meal by my grandmother. She absolutely insisted on it despite the fact I was already full from the food.
Years later I was sixteen years old and I would often go to McDonalds and get the super-sized Strawberry milk shake. Who knew that very soon there wouldn’t be super-sized anything at McDonald’s besides their prices.
Thanks to people who weren’t encouraged to have self-control but we’re pandered to, knowing full well that it wasn’t really solving the problem.
It also wasn’t long afterwards that I would get terrible gas after drinking milkshakes. This i actually experienced recently while out with family. I was already having a bad day thanks to serious moron and so I went ahead and got what I thought was a smoothie but was actually a strawberry milkshake. Well, it tasted good too bad it made me feel the opposite of the popular song by James Brown.
“And I feeeel bad, I knew it was bad”.
So bad in fact, for a while there I thought I was going to puke so I made a dash to the bathroom.
Thankfully, I was able to avoid that unpleasantness of puking and went back to the table. At the same time, I was unwilling to take any chances so I boxed my food up.
Needless to say, I won’t be doing that again anytime soon.
In fact, I will stick to my Cashew, Oat, Rice, Flax and may even try Sunflower seed milk soon as well. Believe me, it feels a whole lot better for me to do so.