milk machine

One thing you have to know about us is we drink milk, a lot. We are very picky about our milk, it has to have just the right taste. Trevor won't even drink Gandy's brand of milk. Anyways, the thing you have to know about Italy is the milk here is weird. I'm talking you have to really look to even find refrigerated milk. After numerous milk scouting trips and not finding anything, we were finally introduced to our new favorite thing: the milk machine.

 

This is the magical milk machine. It is located in the middle of Montichiari (we live right outside of town) and it's right down the street from Dain's bus stop.

 

You buy the one liter milk jugs from the vending machine pictured above on the left. You can get either plastic or glass (we have glass and just wash them out). The vending machine also offers yogurt, butter, and mozzarella cheese.

 

Then you fill up your jug with the best milk ever. This stuff is like mana from heaven.

 

 

 Dain and Hayden love going to get milk because it 'moos' at us. They are convinced there is a cow trapped in there.

 

 

This is the church across the street from the milk machine. The only times that we have a hard time getting milk is on Friday mornings when the market is going on and Sunday mornings during church.

Have a happy day before Friday!!!

~~~Ashley