
La Colombe now offers hemp milk
As a Lactose Intolerant American, I face different challenges.

Caroline Russock
We all have our burdens.
For some, it is discrimination based on our look, or our love, or the gods we worship.
As a Lactose Intolerant American, I face different challenges.
How often have I ordered a ham-burger only to discover a complementary slice of cheese adhering the bun to the meat? And, after solemnly sending it back to the chef, how frequently am I aghast to learn that the new ham-burger was in fact the old one after some maladroit scraping?
But today, ah today. Today I spied a flickering firefly at end of the obsidian corridor of my life, because Philadelphia coffee purveyors La Colombe — for the first time in their existence, if I am not mistaken — suddenly offers a non-dairy liquid coffee accoutrement.
It is hemp milk.
It pleases me.
Its appearance recalls freshly procured coconut milk: white, watery, thick only after a vigorous shaking. Its taste is vaguely grassy but not without notes of sweetness and grace. It disarms and embraces the bitter coffee like quick-witted lovers sparring in a screwball comedy.
I sip it now as I slump away from a pizza parlor. I had heard the place was artful in the making of tomato pie. Alas, each square appeared to have crumbulets of parmesan cheese vigorously blizzarded upon it. So I move on, hunched, cold, disappointed in the world.