During Christmas vacation and into the New Year, we were delighted to have my youngest sibling, Andy (or Andre as I like to call him), stay at our house with us. The kids absolutely love it when Uncle Andy visits; he is young, full of energy and has tremendous capacity for playing, roughhousing and entertaining them with his guitar and singing.
While he was here, Andrew accompanied me on a grocery trip or two and even did the shopping for me one week as I was preparing for the birthday party. Very helpful of him, and we really appreciated it, except for one thing. It seems Andrew has a taste for the finer things in life. No not caviar or champagne; well, maybe he likes those but they are not my primary concern. No, Andy had the audacity to introduce Jay and I to Borden milk.
Ok, Tricia, we know you are tired from the holidays and birthdays immediately following and have now come down with a nasty cold, so you are bound to be a little fuzzy in the head…WHAT are you talking about?
Well, readers, for a long time now I have wondered why there are differently-priced gallons of milk at every grocery store and supercenter I shop at. The milk I buy is $1.99 ($1.50 if you find a rare sale) whether it’s purcased at Tom Thumb or Walmart. Yet at every store, there is another brand of milk offered for almost double that $1.99 price. I’ve always thought it was weird, for why in the world would I purchase more expensive milk? After all, milk is milk, right? (You’d think so…I myself have lived in blessed ignorance for many years now!)
For some reason the disparity in milk prices came up in conversation while Andrew was here. I was astounded to hear him comment that the “other milk” (the more expensive kind) actually tastes much better. “No way!” I replied, “Milk is milk!”
“You’d think so!” he answered, “but it’s not true!”
I would’ve brushed aside this conversation without a second thought had not my dear sweet little brother decided to bring home a gallon of “the better stuff” for us to try. I should comment here that he used his own money (well, actually our parents’ money…ah, the college life!!) to buy it. Jay and I reluctantly tasted the Borden…
and I am here to report that Jay’s reaction was that Borden skim milk tastes like nectar from the gods compared to the “ordinary stuff” we’ve been buying our entire married life. Bummer. Sure it would be nice to start drinking Borden. However, I am responsible for the grocery budget around our house and since I am always looking for ways to trim here and there, I absolutely cannot in good conscience stomach paying almost double for my milk. Around our house we consume about 2 gallons of skim and 1 gallon of whole milk each week…that type of thing adds up you know.
Well, Andrew has left us…he’s off to Austin to work with some other A&M college folk on cutting a CD for RUF. (BTW, it should be great…look for it on the top 20 list come February!) On Thursday, Jay made a grocery trip to SuperTarget to stock up on various things and upon his return home I was horrified to learn that of the two gallons of skim milk he’d purchased, one was (gasp!) BORDEN! Yikes!! What is a wife to do?? Andy has lured Jay to the darkside and now my husband wants not just any old milk, but special, creamy Borden. Traitor!!
Don’t get me wrong: I think the Borden tastes better too. In fact I love it. But I still don’t know what to do about my grocery budget!! So, I propose a taste test:
All of you who dare, next time you are buying milk, spend that extra $1.50 (call it a Happy New Year’s gift to yourself!) and pick up a gallon of the “good stuff”, whether it be Borden or Lilly, or whatever (for our testing purposes we used Borden’s Plus Lite Line Skim Milk). Then please leave feedback telling us which you and your loved ones prefer. I will be anxiously awaiting your decision!