Got mik? No? Us neither.

Oh my god. Milk. Who knew it would be so hard to get your hands on!! Sour milk is hugely popular here in Russia, but it disguises itself as normal milk, so we have been fooled. Several times. My decision to stay in last night and settle down with a good cuppa tea was let down hugely by the discovery of the sour milk. Poured it in my tea, only for it to curdle and separate (see video on the bottom of Welcome to Tver post ). No amount of stirring could convince it to mix in. However, today I managed to pick up a carton of normal, pasteurized cows milk without a lump in sight. I know that some people, especially here, love sour milk. But it is just not for me. Not my cup of tea.

The offending sour milk. Proudly claiming to be milk.

The miracle milk that we found after a day of
searching high and low.

 After writing this post, I decided to pour the sour milk away. The smell coming from it was almighty and it had separated out even more so a clear liquid poured out first, followed by a thick white yoghurty substance pictured below. Had to photograph it.