MILK kefir did not appeal to me when I was first introduced to it by a Canadian friend. I thought it stank, resembled rotten milk and was disgusting on the palate. Nevertheless, I made it a routine to include it in my daily diet.
I prepared batches from the first grains gifted to me by that friend, drank it as it was and somewhere down the line, I got lazy and left it dormant in the fridge. Months passed. Every time I opened the fridge, I saw that jar of coagulated milk and squirmed.
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