Raw Milk in Amish Land

We recently drove to Pennsylvania to acquire raw grass-fed cow’s milk. For those of you that don’t know, pasteurized milk is VERY bad for you, but raw milk is healing to the body.
According to Nina Planck, author of Real Food: What to Eat and Why:
Pasteurization came about as a result of urban dairies springing up in the late 1800s and early 1900s to supply milk to the growing population, and to control disease conditions occurring during that time period. Owners put the dairies next to whiskey distilleries to feed the confined cows a cheap diet of spent mash called distillery slop, and the quality of “slop milk” was so poor it could not even be made into butter or cheese.
Conditions were un-hygienic, too. In one contemporary account cited in the Complete Dairy Food Cookbook, distillery cows “soon became diseased; their gums ulcerate, their teeth drop out, and their breath becomes fetid.” Cartoons of distillery dairies show morose cows with open sores on their flanks standing or lying in muck in cramped stables. Bovine tuberculosis and brucellosis were common, and cow mortality was high. The people milking the cows were often unsanitary and unhealthy, too. Dairy workers could taint milk with tuberculosis and other diseases.”
Public health officials decided to pasteurize the tainted milk instead of cleaning up the unsafe and unsanitary practices. So now it's dead milk because pasteurization kills the good and the bad (btw  - there wouldn't be ANY bad in it if it weren't for continued unsanitary and unsafe practices in producing cow's milk).  
With pasteurized milk, lots of the calcium winds up getting into blood vessels calcifying the inner walls to promote cardiovascular problems, or entering joints to create arthritis, and you get mucous and phlegm in your body which attracts diseases.
With grass-fed raw milk you build immunity, which prevents disease.
So, with that being said, we had an awesome trip over there to get the milk from an Amish farm.

The countryside was beautiful and it was really neat seeing our first Amish horse-and-buggy caution sign. :o) Then we saw a plow team and a couple buggies hitched up at the local country store.

                        
            Here’s Joe drinking his first glass of raw, grass-fed cow’s milk.
                              
                                  It was creamy sunshine in a glass. YUM! :O)