I’m a great
one for avoiding faff.
But logic
made me change my mind this week.
After
approximately six weeks of trudging to the Co-op mainly in order to score some milk,
I finally remembered that some of my acquaintances had mentioned making their
own milk.
Before you
recoil in horror, I mean oat milk.
Oat milk is
way greener than dairy milk in terms of carbon footprint. Even greener than soya milk.
I had
mentally filed it under ‘faff’, but right now, it looks like less faff than
social distancing at the Co-op.
This,
coupled with the fact that we now have about 2 kilos of porridge oats which
Nigel has rejected as being ‘Not the kind I like’, means that the time has come
to make oat milk.
The first
recipe I looked at described the problem of milk turning out slimy. This was a bit off-putting, especially as
my first batch really was slimy and sank like a stone in my tea.
However, I tried again with a different
recipe and this time it still sank like a stone, but at least it wasn’t slimy.
Nigel’s not
keen, but I’m going to keep going. I
like a challenge. And if I succeed, even
after Lockdown ends (someday), it means we’ll have fewer of those
hard-to-recycle tetrapaks.
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