Tag: milk

Ira Levin, Rosemary’s Baby Each morning at eleven Minnie brought over what looked like a watery pistachio milkshake. It was cold and sour.“What’s in it?” Rosemary asked.“Snips and snails and puppydogs’ tails,” Minnie said, smiling. Rosemary laughed.“That’s fine,” she said, “but what if we want a girl?”“Do you?”“Well of course we’ll take what we get, but it would be nice if the first one were a boy.”“Well...