Everytime my dad and I either went out into the hills to gather cattle, go motorbiking, or hunting, we would always take a couple of thermos’s full of the rich, black postum with sugar mixed in to drink and warm us up. Not much of a hot drink drinker, but postum I did love with so many good memories of being with my best friend, my dad! So glad someone is making it again as many of us miss it.
