You can hear my grandma crib most of the days - about the same problem. I leave the milk to boil, forget it and it dries and gets burnt!
Nowadays, that does not happen. Why? I have developed a strange love affair for everything in my kitchen (especially food). So, they all seem to care for me. When the milk has boiled sufficiently long it hisses to me with its smell. It's like "Come come.. time's up. I'm ready". So, never once has that black milk phenomenon happened again. It looks like the things I pay attention to and care for, care back! They let their presence be felt! They aid me everyday. It's a nice symphony between us.
Nowadays, that does not happen. Why? I have developed a strange love affair for everything in my kitchen (especially food). So, they all seem to care for me. When the milk has boiled sufficiently long it hisses to me with its smell. It's like "Come come.. time's up. I'm ready". So, never once has that black milk phenomenon happened again. It looks like the things I pay attention to and care for, care back! They let their presence be felt! They aid me everyday. It's a nice symphony between us.
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