There is nothing like the taste of fresh, almond milk when it’s still frothy and foamy. I can picture rivers of almond milk flowing in a mythical world. This is my favorite beverage. It tastes refreshing and light, yet milky. I remember in my childhood (1980s Poland) when my parents would bring back fresh milk–and I mean fresh from the cow–not the supermarket, not farm stand, but a real cow. It would be in the classic glass bottle, still warm from the body temperature of the cow. The most distinct quality it had was the frothiness. Over the years I have developed an aversion to cow’s milk, perhaps it has something to do with that musty odour I remember or the warmth from the body temperature, but now I prefer nut milks. Yet the frothiness still brings me back to childhood and nut milks don’t have the ickiness factor. They’re clean, raw, smell divine and are from plant sources. Mmmmm…. Continue reading →