“YOU HAVE TO EAT OATMEAL OR YOU’LL DRY UP. ANYBODY KNOWS THAT.” Kay Thompson, author of ‘Eloise’.
Growing up in New England, and especially in the winters, my dad would very often make me oatmeal for breakfast. To some, this may have seemed like the dreaded, dreary breakfast. I think oatmeal has a bad rap of being a sticky, clumpy, heavy gruel. But I have always loved it! Dad always served it with milk and maple syrup. And I remember secretly wishing that he would be distracted while making it, because I was sure to find a lump or two in my bowl. And I loved finding the sweet, unexpected texture of those lumps!
I still love oatmeal and eat it all year round. And who says oatmeal can’t be sophisticated?! So I’ve tried to elevate it a little bit from it’s rustic form; while still giving a wink and a nod to my dad, who I miss with all my heart. A friend gave me this recipe some time ago telling me how she tweaked it from when it was given to her. And I did my own tweaking to get it to my personal liking. Here are the basics, but I hope you will feel free to tweak away……. [Read more...]