The drawback to not paying any attention to the mainstream media is missing out on news bulletins like Cyclone Debbie. The typical summer weather is a bit late, this year, with cyclone season commencing in autumn proper, instead of late summer. Blame climate change.
I'm located south enough that cyclone season just gets us wet, most of the time, and flooded pretty often enough to be annoying. I'd stock up on frozen veg, but it's a bit difficult to get the cheap stuff without beans, peas, or potato. Guess I'll have to spring for the more expensive shit.
We have loads of beef, so that's not a problem. If push comes to shove, I can deal without cream for a while. Not that I have to fret at the moment. We have a fair amount in the fridge.
Oh! And I tried my first goat milk smoothie a little while back. It was firkin delicious. Goat's milk has a near-perfect ketogenic balance of proteins, fats, and carbs. And it's pretty tasty once you've cleared your palette with almond milk for a heckload of weeks.
Goats - you are officially my favourite ungulate. If only y'all weren't so bothersome to keep1, then you'd be so very good for world health.
But, as anyone with a lick of sense knows, goats aren't really tame. They just tolerate humans because we have food. Goats are sometimes smarter than their farmers. Which is why goat's milk is isolated to the "weird milk" section of any dairy department. Also, something about cow farmers and campaign contributions. Follow the money.
Seriously, the only thing that might give a goat some concern is the raptor enclosure from Jurassic Park. I'm not laying any bets, though.
For anyone who's interested, the rough recipe per serving goes:
- ~40g fruit of choice
- 4 ice cubes
- Fill the rest of the 500ml with goat milk
- Blitz the fuck out of it
- Drink fresh.
Delicious. Nectar of the Gods. Trust me on this.
I might even put (shudder) free-to-air radio on so that I can keep up with the news. Mainstream music is so... not my style. But if it keeps me apprised of when I should bail my kids out, that is a price I will pay.
I hate floods.
Goats are the Houdinis of the domesticated animal world. A cow will just destroy a fence via attrition. A goat will get out, mission impossible style, and sabotage the neighbours azaleas. And desert-ify the neighbourhood. And possibly eat everyone's tyres. ↩