I'd never seen milk sold in plastic bags, and I nearly took a picture of boxes of ice-cream mix on the shelves.
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2 comments:
I hear that in some places of India, like Mumbai, finding milk, even in bags, is a rare event.
In Costa Rica, our milk comes in boxes and is stored on shelves. Viva UHT processing!
I used to drink milk straight out of the bag when I lived in Israel in the 70s.
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