My nogventures have finally begun to steer me back in the direction of normalcy. I tried cannog and it nearly brought about the end of western civilization. I tried soy nog, and it’s left me with a hankering for infants.
Now I venture boldly into the arena of Organic Nog.
From the outset it seems that it has all the benefits of soy nog (low in fat, low in sugar) with none of the drawbacks, like the taste of a dentist’s latex glove shoved into your mouth. Plus, I was happy to have played a part in the enslavement of animals in order to get some creamy milk and delicious egg whites back into my nog. Seriously, that soy nog was hella bad.
ACWF and I poured ourselves some glasses, fully expecting to be wiping orally projected nog-spray off the cabinets, cat, and each other a few minutes later, and mixing up a batch of mothballs and bleach to burn an horrendous taste out of our mouths.
It smelled like nog, the first sip tasted like nog, and the aftertaste had the distinct taste of nog, though you could tell it was low-fat. I adventurously took a second sip (I’m really quite the hero for you people), not believing that I could have actually stumbled upon a non-nog nog that actually tasted like nog.
The second sip was ALSO good! No latex glove taste at all- not even a pinky’s worth! I quickly polished off the whole glass while having irreverent thoughts of tap-dancing on the deflated carton of soy nog, arterial soy-nog spray going everywhere. I was going to go back for another glass, but Sherlock* had crammed his face into my cup and was desperately licking the last droplets of nog from the bottom of the glass. He looked like a shrunken cat head in a mayonnaise jar, and that put me off my want for nog long enough that I put the carton of Organic Nog back into the fridge.
As far as a rating goes, let’s just say that I wouldn’t marry Organic Nog, but I would definitely call her up for a little “menog a trois” action.
*Oh, yes. My kitten is also a lover of nog. And even he made horrible face at the soy nog. It was something between “This liquid kibble tastes like feet” and “Get this vets’ finger out of my butt”.
