hoping to someday be a force of nature
when i was incredibly young, i was introduced to this fellow (image below).
S O Y A
what did this foreign exotic word mean? turns out, soya means soya beans. I was far too young to understand this concept but if I had at that time, I would never have tried it and unleashed the mighty power of the holy bean milk. I spent my first 6 years in Kazakhstan and then moved on to London for the next 6. Kazakhstan couldn't provide me with (fake) veg milk so my diet roughly consisted of banana flavoured juice boxes and rice. when I was introduced to the city lights and excitement of London at 6 years old, my eyes were opened to the shiny aisles of Waitrose (supermarket). I may be exaggerating.
I remember soya milk being very important when I was young. it was used in baking recipes, soups, and mashed potatoes. all to the despair of my siblings who do not like soya milk. my favourite kind was, of course, the vanilla flavoured one. soya milk gods also produce things like 'chocolate flavoured soya milk', 'coffee flavoured soya milk' and other varieties of bean/nut milk.
one day I came across a carton of 'almond' milk. I carefully observed the suspicious box. same brand, same colourful beans on the packaging. yet it is 'almond'. I am allergic to almond. what an abomination! the soya gods have cheated me! how dare they create something I can drink yet cannot?! of course, my attitude towards almond milk has changed and I am working on my anger towards such mockery. phew. breathe.
I think that I have outgrown soya milk. I used to drink it by itself every day but it just doesn't appeal to me anymore. I still appreciate its existence and despite all the nutritionists saying it isn't and was never healthy, I will always look down upon regular milk thinking I have conquered the world by drinking milk from the holy bean.