you have probably never tasted organic cookies either? like the 'crummy brothers' make. when you eat the cookie - they drop these really big crumbs - so you can basically catch them in your hands. a complete raisin and oatmeal chunk. or whatever. not the kind that crush into a million pieces like oreos.
ok. so the delight would be in the health of the cookie.
Yes, I have tasted some and maybe what you say in your last sentence works for you and possibly many others - but I'm just not especially fond of "cookies"
per se; does my remark make sense to you now?
the milk would also have to be none of this low-fat or non-fat variety. completely healthy fat milk.
Well, now that we've gotten those cookies out of the way, I'm certainly with you here; indeed, the best thing is to get raw - i.e. unpasteurised - milk if you can find any (you need to know and be on reasonable terms with a farmer with very high standards of animal husbandry if you want to be as certain as possible of risk avoidance here, for it's almost mpossible to buy the stuff from authorised retailers in most places). I have actaully on occasion tasted unpasteurised fresh Jersey, Guernsey and Ayrshire milk from organic herds and it is truly wonderful, although I'd not want to drink much of it; I love a fine cognac, too, but I can and do go weeks without one and don't feel the daily need of one.
ps notice i used the word 'situations' in reference to your composition. needlessly you have gotten hot under the collar thinking i am referring to your composition style.
I was wearing a collarless shirt when reading your post, actually, but even had that not been the case, I would not have gotten - and indeed did not get - "hot under the collar" at all, nor did I assume that you had said anything about my compositional manner, which I'd hardly have expected in any case from someone who has not yet heard a note of mine...
i was referring to the lack of visible comforts. as i see it - one should have a blanket on every chair. and possible- an extra thumb. or, if the dollar store is out of those - an extra pair of red lips, or clappy hands. and perhaps a few twirly straws for the milk.
Not for the first or even the umpteenth time, you've lost me now - I just don't get what you're saying here. What precisely do you mean by "lack of visible comforts in the specific context (whatever that was)? Why have blankets on every chair and what in any case has that to do with what you were talking about? We don't have "dollar stores" over here but, even if we did, I rather doubt that any of them would retail thumbs. I don't understand the bit about the red lips or the clappy hands. I know that certain cocktails are served with straws, but I'd hardly have considered them to be vitally necessary for their maximum enjoyment (although I suppose someone might put up some kind of argument in favour of "sex on the beach with a straw"). My attempts to analyse and understand this paragraph of yours have now shown themselves to be diligent and well-meaning but in the end a failure; I just cannot follow Susanesque streams-of-semi-consciousness, I guess...
Best,
Alistair
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