kefir options

I'm lifting a carton of kefir out of the dairy cooler.  Next to me, a woman looks unhappy.  Her favorite flavor and brand is out of stock.  In front of us are twelve options.  Of kefir, not exactly part of the Standard American Diet, or even the Enlightened American Diet.  Kefir is a fermented milk product that is highly populated with probiotics, living organisms that keep our gut happy.  It tastes good, too.

So we peruse the cartons of organic, non-organic, low-fat, full-fat, plain, red raspberry, peach...none will do, not for her.

I have preferences too.  Even my cat prefers red raspberry kefir to plain, except when plain is all there is and then, if he's hungry enough, or adventurous enough, he will eat it.  Which makes him a more advanced being than most humans (including this one) who piss away their lives in fear of what-has-not-been-explored.  Which is the definition of "alive."

Which is not what I've felt this week.  The tenacious cold has returned, plugging up my nose and draining my energy.  In these moments, exploration be damned; I want a return to "routine" (huh?) and "normal" (huh?)

Which kefir did I choose?  The one with the latest expiration date.

"Get the one with the most life," I told my dubious companion at the cooler.  "The probiotics are dying as we speak."

We are, after all, what we eat.

Candace