Our shipment of goods came a week ago. And with it came some luxuries from the US. Spices, gravy, flavored oatmeal, and cereal. So it was with much anticipation that I fired up my first bowl of corn pops in several months. It was an unopened box that we had bought only a few months before. It was going to be fresh. We had bought bags of milk just a few days earlier so I knew these would be good and cold. Nothing could go wrong with this delightful little moment of American nestalgia (can you be nestalgic after 3 months?)
Of course I wouldn't be taking the time to write this down if things had gone as planned. Turns out they make all kinds of different flavored milk here in China. They're usually pretty subtle (I've had grape milk and wheat milk and they weren't bad). Turns out this morning I got the citrus fruit flavored milk. When you take a nice big bite of sweet corn pops with super tart milk, your taste buds get a little twisted around. I still had to finish the bowl, but it was tough getting through it.
I've decided to grow from this experience and always start with small bites until I'm 100% certain what's about to assault my taste buds.
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