Full Circle

I don't know if I have ever told you all this, but I grew up on a dairy farm. That is to say, my most formative years were spent on a dairy farm. My parents worked on Boyer's Dairy Farm from the time I was in 1st grade to the time I started high school. I have to say it was a pleasant upbringing and I have many fond memories of living there.

When I talk about fond memories, that does not include the firecracker incident. During the summer, I was supposed to go help my brother, Jonathon, wash down the walls in the barn. Not my favorite thing to do and sometimes I could lay in bed and pretend to be asleep so I wouldn't have to go. Jonathon found it easier to do it himself than to try to pry me out of bed. Then as soon as he would leave, I could catch all of my morning sitcoms (i.e. Full House, Family Matters, Saved by the Bell). Well, I guess I used that trick one too many times. He found some firecrackers left over from the 4th on one of those mornings. He lit them and threw them in the bed with me. My parents couldn't punish him because it was so funny (to everyone but me) and the long running joke still lives in our family history that I have to be "blasted out of bed." In the famous words on Stephanie Tanner, "How rude."

One thing I remember about the farm was that a lot of the time we drank fresh milk from a glass jug in the fridge. I don't remember it tasting that great or tasting that different from store bought milk. Milk was milk.

We have long since moved off of the farm. I grew up, got out of high school and college, got married, lived life. I never gave much thought to the old Boyer farm much after that. On my drive home from work every day I kept passing this new building going up. I asked around at Country Kitchen (cause that's the only news source I consider CREDIBLE) and learned that the Boyer Family was opening up a milk store. It has been open for a couple of weeks and I have been meaning to stop every evening after work. In the meantime, I kept buying my milk at Wal-Mart. Yesterday when I was out doing errands, I made a point to stop. I picked up 1 gallon of 2% and a gallon of chocolate ($8 total).

I immediately opened it when I got home and poured a big ole glass. I can't even explain to you how good this fresh milk tasted. Wow! I was blown away. I will be buying my milk there from now on. And I love how the profit goes right to the farmer instead of to Wal-Mart. Seriously, if you are passing through Rural Retreat, it is so worth the extra stop.

Got milk?

We do. :)