Recently, I was sheepishly approached by a non-farming friend who had a look on her face like a little girl who had just gotten caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Knowing that I was a retired dairy farmer, she wanted to confess that a couple days before, she had carefully checked out all the “so-called milks” on display in the dairy case but came home with one that was not a product of Canada.
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