Kefirek, my love.

I like kefir. Mmmm kefir with that lovely, zingy, slightly sour taste. It’s refreshing and if you choose the plain one (the only kind I drink), it’s a relatively low fat, low calorie protein boost. 

And apparently it’s good for a hangover according to Misiu.

Misiu is the one who introduced me to kefir, not for a hangover, for breakfast. Well, I am sure I didn’t have a hangover at least. We were traveling, and we needed a quick, convenient, and cheap morning meal. Kefir and a roll. Easy peasy.

I still occasionally drink kefir for breakfast on the go. I also add it to recipes calling for milk or yogurt. Sometimes I use kefir to make a smoothie for myself and the kids.

Kefir is not completely unknown in the United States. It can be found in large cities and in specialty shops. I suspect the demand is fueled firstly by immigrants and secondly by health nuts. Kefir cannot be found in small town grocery stores in America as Misiu discovered as he stood with a huge hangover at the dairy counter in the grocery store in my hometown. He searched the shelves in desperation and then asked, “What is ‘kefir’ in English?” Kefir is kefir but that didn’t help in locating it on the shelf. He decided to go for the buttermilk hoping it was the same as Polish maślanka, vowing to never drink again. American maślanka isn’t exactly the same and the vow to never drink again, well, let’s just say we have free access to Polish kefir now.

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