I now have a photograph to illustrate the July 8 post linked below. Ironically, while roaming downtown Indianapolis during Indiana Beer Week just a few days later, I happened upon a festival in Monument Circle staged by Indiana's dairy farmers. The only thing calculated to make me flee faster would have been an appearance by St. Daniels, who drinks milk and imposes tolls.
Drink milk? By the glass? You're joking, right?
To me, it's always been aesthetic. Milk is little more than liquid snot, and to drink it by the glass has struck me as revolting for over thirty years.