Yoghurt is a funny thing. I never thought I would be so picky, but Europe has changed me. I still remember the first time I tried a little glass cup of plain yoghurt with sugar on top in France; that little crunch from the sugar granules mixed with the creamy, slightly bitter taste of the yoghurt has stayed with me. The dairy products are sweeter here, I’m sure of it. Proof: At home, I usually put syrup in my coffee, but here I’ve been drinking Milchkaffee with one sugar! (Anyone who knows me can attest to my sweet tooth, one sugar is nothing.) The milk here is good, but the yoghurt is sooo delicious, I want to eat it all day, I want to talk about it all the time, hence the post. I might even consider myself to be a yoghurt snob. You would understand this if you were here in Germany with me.
Andrew walked off the plane and I handed him a cherry Mövenpick Finejoghurt. I had, of course, already eaten my mango & vanilla yoghurt on the U-Bahn. I’m pretty sure we had a yoghurt a day while he was here and when Andrew left, I packed 2 yoghurts in my bag and we made our way back to the Flughafen. In my opinion, this is the only way to arrive and depart Germany! I felt that I was acting as an ambassador to European dairy and it was my duty to make Andrew appreciate it as much as I do.
At home I would have to say I am very yoghurt naughty. I love Liberté‘s Méditerrannée Yoghurts, full fat of course (10%). Ever since I became a yoghurt snob, the gelatin and aspartame in non-fat and low-fat yoghurt don’t quite sit right with my sensitive belly. I crave my wild blackberry Liberté yoghurt and I dream about the pineapple flavour and coconut too! On a hot summer evening, there is nothing better and more refreshing than lemon yoghurt with berries. This company gives European Yoghurt a run for it’s money, I’ve even seen it sold in the UK. Thank goodness Liberté has created a 7% milk fat version of their delicious yoghurt! (3% less fat, that will help right?)
I understand that a lot of celiacs also have a lactose intolerance, but I am very happy to say my problem with dairy disappeared when I cut gluten out of my diet. I don’t know what I would do if I couldn’t eat cheese and put milk in my morning tea. My last trip to the grocery store, I found myself counting backwards from when I leave to make sure I had one yoghurt for each day left in Munich. I do know my love for fatty yoghurt has become a problem, but I also think this might be a problem I can live with.