Percy and I hit up the Farmer's Market on Saturday... followed by a church yard sale, followed by a flea market up the road. Besides refurbished hubcaps, frightening figurines, and more old bottles than I could understand, we found a milkman. He offered us samples of his fresh milk and explained that they would deliver to our front door.
When you start buying milk, you get a blue cooler that sits on your porch. Once a week, they deliver milk to that cooler. You put the bottle back when you are done... and they replace it with a full bottle. Besides the fact that the milk really did taste better, I have this lovely romantic idea of deliveries from the milkman. Unfortunately, low income plus high milk consumption equals the inability for me to justify doubling the my milk spending.
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