Thursday, March 12, 2009
Dairy. Babies. Earthquakes.
The much-anticipated CAVU baby arrived on Monday night, and she is a beaut! Plus, everyone likes to feel useful, and the current preferred outfit is a tiny pink onesie from Hanna Andersson that I bought... (thanks to K!)... H.A. makes the most awesome, functional, long-lasting and not ugly organic cotton kiddo clothes. There are no jump-roping frogs or singing airplanes or "Mommy and Me Love You!" taglines on them. And the healthy little princess looks great in her pale pink onesie, IMHO.
In other news... I experienced my first earthquake yesterday:
Like, my first one where I was awake. And the first one where we were all talking and stopped, and my chair was rocking around a bit, and it went on for a while, and we had time to talk about it. It was scary and totally awesome.
Then a couple hours later, I experienced my second earthquake:
It really shook the sliding glass doors and was a tad scarier, only because I had time to think, "Uh, are these quakes building up to a Big One?"
And finally, in today's collection of random notes, Costa Rican dairy products.
As you can see in the picture above, if you want milk, you can buy MILK/LECHE. But I challenge you, if you're a skim milk drinker, to find that. Or 1%. All milk here is MILK/LECHE. Now, I love full fat dairy. I think it's good for your brain, and when a dear cousin of mine was undergoing cancer treatment, she had to stock up on full fat dairy in preparation for the incomprehensible challenge of the treatments. I take this as a sign that full fat dairy is great for humans, and so the milk is NOT a problem, but please allow me to introduce the little container next to it. Costa Rican yogurt.
So I ate some descremado yogurt - skimmed? (De-creamed?) It was fine. It was normal yogurt. Then I wanted to try the orangey tropical looking kind, and I only half-noticed that it was NOT descremado.
Oh. My. Goodness.
It's not like Greek yogurt, or sour cream, both of which I love, though it is similarly decadent. It's somewhere between the mouth feel and hedonism of melted ice cream, but the balanced flavor and slight sweetness of a tangy, fresh yogurt. It's full fat dairy at its very, very best. I'm off to have one now.
(And yup, that's mayonnaise in a bag, as aforementioned on this very blog.)