I'm waiting for it to cool before I actually drink it. (I guess that's a side effect of taking it straight from the cow.) I'm actually ridiculously excited about it. I've been fighting a losing battle with dairy for awhile. It has terrible repercussions for bathroom visits and I'm sure all those around me suffer.
I've done a lot of reading on raw milk. There is a lot of chatter on the internet both for and against raw milk. For some people, the risk is too great. The FDA makes it's sale nearly impossible. Raw milk can be a danger if you don't know it's source, and according to the FDA's website it can even kill you. I found this a little unsettling; I mean, who wouldn't? But if you think about it, people have been drinking raw milk for thousands of years. I have never seen a tombstone that read "death by milk," nor have I read anything in history books, or seen anything on the news. Yes, raw milk contains bacteria. But some of that bacteria is good. Pasteurization kills the good with the bad, and the potential benefits out way the risks for me. I know where my milk comes from. I know what that cow has been fed. I know who is milking. This is safe milk, this is natural milk.
I also thought about my own milk. As a breastfeeding mother, seven months and counting, I would never dream of pasteurizing my milk for my child. I have enough anxiety about running bags of my pumped milk under warm water to defrost for Anthony. Why would I want anything different for myself?
Here goes everything.