when i say 'morning,' i mean three a.m. when the craving struck, and i woke up to start the soaking process
And my poor travel bug –bowl [slash] mug–was neglected yet again when a craving for both crisp and creamy–and toast–resulted in me packing up a different container…
One morning, I decided I really did want oats…but as the scent of stew being created at the hands of my roommate wafted through our house, I decided that savory was the way to go.
herb-and-mustard oatmeal covered in spinach-and-veggie saute topped with chopped sweet applesAnd then there was the morning when all I wanted was a super giant pancake.
coc-oat-nut single serving fluffy pancake with bananas, pecans, pineapple chobani, raspberry protein whip, and sprinklesYeah. Y’all are going to want this recipe. Of course, now that I’m flirting with the incredible edibles again, I couldn’t let Easter go by without an Easter EGG. No Cadbury or coconut cream–or coveted Reese’s--versions here, but I did manage to eek out some fairly suitable yolk porn. [Forgive me, Father...] Obviously, my oats have been suffering from lack of attention, but we’re not quite ready for a complete break-up, yet.
vanilla cinnamon oats topped with apples, pears, and carrot cake granolaAfter all, (occasional) absence makes the