Milk here comes in a bag or a box and is really tasty. It reminds me of the milk from my childhood in China. The milk in the States tastes metallic to me.
China doesn't have a lot of cows because the landscape is mountainous and the farmable land is needed to grow food for people. Perhaps it is because of this rarity that made milk so expensive and such a treat when I was growing up.
I can still recall the glass bottles they were delivered in. And I still remember the time I snuck away a bottle of our neighbor's milk, drank it, and got caught by my parents. My parents were embarrassed and angry and made me confess my crime. Our neighbors were nice and offered me another glass to console my shame, which I drank.
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