Fermenting goat’s milk/ stagnating in transition/ the flavour delights
I’m waiting for my first ever online Kefir delivery to arrive. So what further a do but compose my first ever Haiku in the classic but contemporary 5-7-5 syllable format. Ok, so it’s my first attempt. Be kind.
The promise of a room-tempature fizzy fermenting unpasteurised goat milk drink excites and revolts me in equal measure. A good one tastes like fizzy greek yoghurt and bad one (according to my taste) would be something along the lines of cottage cheese juice. Hoping for the best.
Not content with sobriety, I’m taking it to the next level. Gut health is where it’s at!
I shall report back.
Ps: The haiku connection probably seems a bit random, but I have been itching to write a few since finishing up the brilliantly dark book, The Pine Islands, by Marion Poschmann. Well worth a look if you are looking for something completely different to lose your head in and get a whole new perspective on life and death.
Pps: My first novel, The Mystery of Insch Brae House is now available to buy worldwide and is currently free to pick up on Kindle Unlimited. Better than a warm cup of cottage cheese juice.