As interesting as the city of UB is, I found one
thing more interesting. When my tour
guide failed to interest me in horseback riding or camel riding, she became
desperate to fill my time. Finally she
offered, “Would you like to visit a traditional Mongolian Family?”
Would I? Of
course!
We immediately turned off the main road into Terelj
National Park. We take a peaceful lane
into a beautiful valley. We drive through
a quietly feeding herd of Yak and pull up to a ger with a large, strong
Mongolian man standing outside. He
recognizes the guide, and after a few words we are taken inside the ger.
The wife comes in and magically produces first three
shot stools, and then tree clean ceramic bowls.
From a 30-gal barrel covered by a cloth she ladles each bowl full of
beautiful white milk.
I immediately take a sip and discover a clean
delicious taste with just a hint of zing.
My guide explains that this is a specialy Mongolian beverage made by
fermenting the milk. This particular
batch is still in the early stages of fermentation, so it is not as acrid as it
will become when finished.
Despite her explanation, I still enjoy the clean
taste. Then it strikes me, this milk is “cleaner”
tasting than ususal milk.
“This isn’t cow’s milk is it?”, I ask.
“No, it’s horse milk.”
Hmmm, I should have known. Horses are the prize animal in the Mongolian
outback. Think of Genhis (Chingis here)
Khan and his Mongol Hordes riding horses into battle.
“How does one milk a horse?” I wonder to myself.
“Why don’t we drink horse milk, or goat milk, or
other kinds of milk in the USA?” The
taste is good and the unusual has appeal, and we have plenty of horses, whose
milk is no doubt going to waste feeding young colts.
Of course there are likely some economic problems
with marketing commercial horse milk, but there are also problems of custom and
tradition here.
“We’ve never done it before.” “We don’t do that here.” “That’s just weird.” “Why would we want to change what we have
always done?” “Our milk is just fine as
it is, why change?”
Wow, that sounds like a conversation in a church deacon’s
meeting doesn’t it?
Jesus scolded some church leadears in Matthew 15: 1Then
some Pharisees and teachers of the law came to Jesus from Jerusalem and asked, 2“Why
do your disciples break the tradition of the elders? They don’t wash their
hands before they eat!”
3Jesus
replied, “And why do you break the command of God for the
sake of your tradition? 4For God said, ‘Honor
your father and mother’a
and ‘Anyone who curses his father or mother must be put to death.’b
5But
you say that if a man says to his father or mother, ‘Whatever help you might
otherwise have received from me is a gift devoted to God,’ 6he is not to ‘honor
his fatherc’
with it. Thus you nullify the word of God for the sake of your tradition.
Which brings up the question, in what ways do we (I)
“nullify the word of God for the sake of your (my) tradition.”
Most of us are guilty, we just do it in different
ways. “They said to Him, "Lord, we
want our eyes to be opened." Matt
20:33
Horses milk... you sure get to see and try so many exciting things.And it is so nice that you share your experiences with us. I truly enjoy reading your posts. Kram from Louise
ReplyDeleteI've heard of Tennessee Walking horses and Tennessee sipping whiskey. Sounds like you've found a niche hybrid market. Yum.
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