I eat hot oatmeal for breakfast almost every morning, even on some of the hottest summer days. And I enjoy it every time. This is a habit that began several years ago. I knew oatmeal was a good way to start the day, but I don’t think I’d expected to find it still satisfying years later.
I most often cook it with applesauce stirred in. Or diced apples, pears, mangoes…. A sprinkle of cinnamon. Three minutes in the microwave. A drizzle of honey or maple syrup or agave nectar. Usually with flax meal and wheat germ. A glass of soy milk on the side. Variations: sometimes fresh fruit instead of cooked, sometimes chopped nuts.
Of course, things—like The Holidays—can disrupt a good routine!
But, that’s the thing about a good routine, there comes a point where you find yourself being drawn back to it. The trigger for me the other day was the prediction of a substantial snowfall that would continue overnight. Knowing I’d wake up to a blanket of snow, and that I’d inevitably be doing some shoveling, had me craving hot cereal again.
When morning came, I reached for quinoa instead of oats. Decided to do a grain variation this time, as well as fruit.
I rinsed a cup of quinoa, put it into a pot with two cups of water, a cinnamon stick, and a good, generous handful of raisins (about a half a cup).
Brought it to a boil, turned the heat to low and simmered for 15 minutes. Fluffed with a fork.
Reminiscent of rice pudding.
A good, hot breakfast before we bundled up to shovel that gorgeous snow.