Kirkham's.

Do you remember summer evenings, dinner time, and that last half-glass of milk in your glass that "has to be finished be for you go outside," chugging it, and then racing across the neighborhood, at full speed, in order to get into the baseball game with your buddies, and that taste in your mouth after that milk taste mixed with the heat of the sprint?  That's what Kirkham's Lancashire tastes like.



Thank you, Neal's Yard Dairy.