They sell everything now, don’t they? Money drinker review:
"Delivered by the bronzed descendants of Roman Gods (dressed as postal workers) my Tuscan Milk arrived! Upon opening the container, the heavens opened and the angels sang! It was really quite a nuisance. My house is now littered with unemployed Romans and angels that won’t shut up. They drank all my Tuscan milk."
Read the other reviews. Priceless.
The Dish 