We first noticed Shatto milk in area grocery stores because of its packaging -- chunky glass bottles evocative of an era that we never experienced, a time when milkmen made home deliveries and lactose-intolerant wasn't in anyone's vocabulary. Upon learning that the milk comes from a farm about 45 miles north of here in Osborn, Missouri, we brought a bottle home. And then became quickly addicted because Shatto isn't just run-of-the-mill, no-growth-hormones milk -- it tastes the way milk should taste. And the glass bottle isn't just nostalgic -- it keeps the milk extra cold. Where Shatto shines, though, is in its untraditional flavors. The chocolate pours out of the bottle in a slow, sultry stream and tastes like a melted candy bar. Root beer and orange are reminiscent of ice cream floats, and banana and strawberry hint at their fruity roots but also suggest homemade whipped cream.
Wow! The things one finds on the internet.
The description of the chocolate milk makes me want one.
If I was anywhere near, guess what milk I'd drink, Mikie Milk!
Michael Shatto.
Concord, The Bay Area, California.
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