Monday, December 19, 2011

Liberty, Liberte

I've come to the realization that it might be a long time before I have a deep, meaningful, sensual, intimate relationship with a man.

In the meantime, I've compiled a weekly grocery list of food and drink so I can keep my palete alive during my dry spell.

I've convinced myself that each week it is, in my situation, reasonable to purchase:

1 bottle of J. Lohr wine
1 container of Liberte lemon yogurt
1 bar of Lindt Madagascar vanilla chocolate
1 block of Emmanuel cheese
1 ethically raised, fresh out of the smoker chorizo sausage
1 box of Mary's gluten free crackers.....

Ok, ok, the list continues. My mind started running tonight, as I was curled up on the couch in my granny's woollen blanket, indulging in Liberte lemon yogurt, Mediterranean style, 7%. It is orgasmic - so thick that you simply need to skip your spoon along the top of the container. The yogurt will gather in soft waves, and will cling to the spoon while twirled.

If you do try it, make sure to twirl the spoon. It adds to the effect, and therefore the taste.

Liberte yogurt is so... succulent. The raw yogurt is perfect for recipes - it makes an excellent addition to curry, and provides a fine base for tzitziki. But what's unique about Liberte is their ability to pair particular fruits with their original yogurt. This is precisely where the lemon Liberte stole my heart.

The lemon Liberte is made up of the original plain yogurt, with a lemon zest rippled fruit bottom. The tartness of the lemon, with a dash of sugar and the original milk+cream combination of the plain yogurt marry in your mouth. It feels good. It feels fine. I'm just about to lose my mind.

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