My hubbies Cereal

I got home a little late last night and Dustin says, "So, I used that 1/2 gallon of milk on my cereal today. . ."

I began laughing instantly, "That wasn't milk, it was buttermilk!"

"No it wasn't, but it was OLD! I poured it all over my cereal and it was all chunky, I looked at the code date and thought, sick! where did she get this from!? I threw it all away!"

Still laughing I insisted, "It wasn't chunky, just grainy. It was buttermilk, and I froze it a while ago, so I could make cookies and muffins. I looked on the internet and you can freeze buttermilk, it just is sometimes grainy."

"It didn't say buttermilk."

"Yeah it did, you just didn't see it." I was laughing my head off. In fact as we sat there that night spontanious bits of laughter would slip out, just thinking about him pouring buttermilk on his cereal. I secretly wished I could have seen it.

I got up and did dishes, and found the 1/2 gallon on the counter. I searched the label for the word "buttermilk" to show my hubby that there were no worries.

I wish I hadn't have done that.

There was no word buttermilk. I was both a little grossed out, but mostly annoyed. That thing had been taking up precious freezer room for months now and it was just stinking milk? I had paid a buttermilk price for some stinking MILK? I had made a whole batch of bran muffins and two batches of sugar cookie dough that I planned of freezing and using when we need cookies quick. URRGH!

Now I am afraid to share the cookies with others - so my emergency cookie stash won't work out so well. It tastes fine to me . . . but I will admit that eating my muffin this morning - it seemed to taste a little different. Really the taste is the same - but just the fact of knowing, ya know?

So if I offer you muffins or sugar cookies, I would hesitate for at least 3 months - that is how long it will take us to get through the stash :) Maybe I will make some for the boy scouts - they can eat anything! :) and only ONE mom reads my blog :) he he. I am still annoyed.