There are a lot of rituals that occur after exams at my school...one of my favorites is cooking with my friend Michelle. It tends to be a post-exam ritual because that's the only time we have to do it. My favorite thing to make is egg salad because 1. it's amazing, and 2. I can make a lot of it and have sandwiches throughout the week. I didn't have any eggs, so I went to the grocery store to grab a dozen. Pending where you go here, they may or may not be refrigerated. At the place I went to on this day, they were. As I reached for the eggs, it was almost as if I were dreaming...I could swear that I saw pasteurized milk...but I thought...there's no way...I've lived here a year without "normal milk". If I've never told the story of milk here on the island, here's the short of it...the milk here comes in a box with a flip top, sits on the shelf...therefore NOT refrigerated...tastes absolutely NOTHING like what, as an American, I am used to...so basically I bought it just for cereal, to feed local cats and to occasionally put in my coffee. Anyway...I looked again, and sure enough, the store had pasteurized milk!!! I asked them how long they had it, to ensure that I hadn't missed it over the last year, but they said they had just started getting it. It is shipped in from Barbados (I believe). I payed 11EC (Eastern Caribbean dollars) for 1 liter (which is roughly $4 US), but it was COMPLETELY worth it. To top it off, I had just received a package in the mail from my parents the day before and they had sent me some oreos....needless to say, I had a night of oreos and ice cold milk!!!!! It's amazing the little things that can excite you once you've lived outside of your "normal"...makes me realize how much I take for granted living in the USA...even something as small as a glass of milk. :)
