This morning, for the first time in probably fifteen years, I had oatmeal for breakfast. Although I grew up in a northern climate and as a result can appreciate a nice, heavy comfort food, oatmeal and I just didn't hit it off: too mushy and plain. I decided to have another go at it after reading Dean's inspired instructions [via Brilliant Corners].
While the recipe was good and I was pleasantly surprised with both the taste and texture, I think it is a heartier dish than I can bear in the morning. I ate merely half of what the recipe called for and I was stuffed, which does not foster the activity necessary for mornings. Perhaps I will have to confine my oatmeal consumption to lazy weekend mornings and breakfasts before ice fishing.