Do you drink milk? I used to drink milk. I used to love milk, ice cold, for any occasion. I drank a glass or two in the morning and as a refreshing quaff throughout the day. You get a kind of pudginess when you guzzle gallons of white lactose paint, so I switched to non-fat. And why not? Current wisdom dictated that milk was good for mind and body, savior of bones, an all American staple.
Then I read this book called Fit for Life which was really a book about food combining/separating to aid in digestion and promote healthy dietary habits. One of the things that struck me in the book was the assertion that milk was for babies and kids, that adults are not designed for milk intake. This made logical sense to me (I also used to be married to logic) since I couldn't see any other adult mammals sucking off the tits of lactating members of their species. Adults MAKE milk, for BABIES to consume. And with that, I stopped drinking milk. It was tough at first, but it's been so long now, I can't even fathom consuming a glass today.
But oh, do they try to sell us on it. The udder squeezers are spending gobs of money to keep you on a baby's diet. A cow baby's diet to be more precise. Are you a baby cow? No, you're an adult human. Doesn't it seem a little whacko? You're drinking what a calf drinks, sucking from the teat of its mother.
And I hate to break it to you, but if you throw some sugar in and freeze it, you've got ice cream. This is where I run into trouble too, I still can't resist an ice cream now and then. Even though my stomach always reminds me that it's not wired for that now.
Pay no attention to those clever and hip milk advertisements. Their goal is to sell the baby cow diet on you, don't get sucked in! (yuk yuk yuk)