Last night I had a hankering for some ice cream. So I pulled a carton of Whole Foods Vanilla from my mom’s freezer and scooped some into a bowl.
Wanting to add a little crunch I looked around for a suitable topping and spied a jar of granola on the table.
“Oh yum, is this granola from Whole Foods Momma?”
“Nope, I made it. My biking buddy Jane gave me the recipe and suggested that I fiddle with it a bit.”
Exchanges like this happen all the time when I am visiting my mom. She makes 95% of everything she eats completely from scratch including cookies, bread, yogurt, relish, and apparently granola.
I’d like to think that I am a ‘cook from scratch’ type of gal. However, more often than not I am an ‘impatient, want foods that fulfill my cravings to be ready and waiting’ type of gal.
Clearly, I can’t say that I was raised that way, nor can I claim a lack of skill or knowledge.
This granola is so scrumptious that it has inspired me to try and slow things down devote a few hours a week to some true ‘from scratch cooking’.
Not only will it be good for my body, but it will also be good for my soul.