Seniors

As a kid growing up in the '40s deep south, buttermilk was a staple.
And I was OK with it.
I preferred cold 'sweet' milk, but buttermilk was OK.

In my teens I hated it.
Especially how the glass looked after you drank.
All those white veiny streaks just looked gross to me.

And now, in my 80s, I've developed anew love of buttermilk.
Especially with collards and cornbread.
Or butter beans.
It has a slightly bitter, astringent taste.

It's true.
You can take the boy out of the South,
but you can't take the South out of the boy.