… a green metal can.
And tastes like
it’s own unique choclatey goodness. 🙂
Ah, the memories! I first had milo piled on top of cold milk in Tari – back when we were in first grade, if I recall correctly.
I remember my first discovery of the joy of eating the milo that floats on top of milk before it’s mixed in as happening at age 4 in the kitchen at POC. There’s a feeling of getting away with something attached to the memory, so I suspect we either weren’t supposed to be where we were or knew that eating it basically straight wouldn’t be approved of. 🙂
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