Main Image; @alphafoodie When you have grown up enjoying the creamy taste of cow’s milk, moving away from the taste of dairy can be tricky. The flavour and feel of milk in our glasses, cereals and cups of tea and coffee are daily pleasures, familiar and comforting. Cutting them out can seem like a huge relinquishment of simple treats, in return for a (surely insignificant?) dent on climate change. It’s still one of the first tastes we know. Our pastures and dairy herds are part of our unique Irish landscape, and if you are becoming slightly ancient, like me, you will remember, misty-eyed, the magpies’ massacre of the foil capping those glass bottles brought to your door every day. (If you want to know more about our love story with milk, John and Sally McKenna’s book Milk is a great read, exploring milk’s cultural power and resonance in the history of Ireland).