It was our first date. He slid into my dm and reminded me of the first time we met. It was so long ago, but I remembered him. We instantly connected and talked every day for the next 60 days before he came back into town to handle business. Our mutual friend was having an outdoor movie night for couples. Inflatable sofas with mini snacking stations while we watched a good ol' African American flick, The Harder They Fall. An instant classic in this friend group. He leaned over and told me I smelled just like the gourmet marshmallows he had delivered to my house last week - because I love those, and I eat them often.
Not Another Milk is like roasting the most expensive marshmallows over an open fire as the ooey gooey goodness drips from the corners of your mouth. The lactonic essence not only lives here, it owns the house.
The perfect backdrop to an amazing first date: lots of laughs, nostalgic memories, a few mixed drinks and Pinterest approved date night appetizers and dinner. As the wind blows everyone catches a whiff of Not Another Milk. Heads turn to look at you and no one tells you this, but mouths are watering. Look at him looking at you, he's enamored by your beauty.