Otherwise known as milk.
Rather an obvious thing to be thankful for on a dairy, don't you agree? But, there it is. Around here it's the white stuff that makes the green stuff...in more ways than one. Let me rephrase: ummm...it's the white stuff that brings in the dough.
Or: On the dairy it's the white stuff that keeps the wolf from the door.
Or: On the dairy milk is money. That pretty much sums it up.
So as long as people keep buttering their biscuits, topping their tacos with cheddar, making hot chocolate on snowy days, and pairing cake with ice cream, milk will always be something a dairy will be thankful for.
In other news.
Ellen was less than impressed with the snow we got a couple of days ago. She wouldn't have anything to do with it. Acted like it was going to scald her if we tried to get her to touch it.
This morning, in an effort to get her to eat more dairy products (she refuses to drink milk unless it's in a bottle, which I have almost eliminated from her diet) I put some cream cheese on her favorite crackers. She looked at them with a skeptical eye; "White...snow." she said, and would have nothing to do with them. "Here, Ellen, just taste one, I coaxed. "Nope! Snow!" she said, and pushed it away. I just laughed. How can you argue with that logic?