I love oatmeal. I used to eat it all the time in OR. I liked steel cut oats, so I’d cook a bunch on Sunday and eat it for breakfast throughout the week, adding frozen blueberries or some banana and topping it with toasted almond slices I’d always burn by accident. I was pleased with the oatmeal I ate at the J’s house in Africa. The texture was good, and when I added a baby banana and some shelf-stable milk, mmm! The hospital oatmeal wasn’t so fabulous since I couldn’t fix it how I like it. The bowl was filled to the brim with oaty goodness, but there was no room for my banana and milk, and the consistency wasn’t quite like how I’d make it myself. Now that I’m home I have the liberty of experimenting with other kinds of breakfast cereal. Now I’m into quinoa. It’s not a grain, I think, it’s actually a seed – and it has protein in it, which is great since that means I don’t have to find another protein source for breakfast. This porridge even has tofu in it, so that’s another protein boost. Now don’t turn your nose up at the tofu – you don’t taste it, and it thickens the porridge. If you are over the protein/thickening benefits, exclude it if you are utterly opposed to tofu.
Serves 1 – all measurements are approximate. Just eyeball it.
1 cup cooked quinoa
½ cup unsweetened vanilla almond milk (or whatever milk you like)
½ cup silken tofu
splash of vanilla
sprinkle of cinnamon
3 TB PB2 – if you’re not into PB2, try regular peanut butter
handful of craisins to sprinkle on top later
Combine everything except craisins. Blend with immersion blender or in a real blender. Microwave until hot. Sprinkle with craisins (this is the “jelly”). Enjoy!
The variations are endless, e.g. vanilla/cinnamon/raisin – like rice pudding, classic banana (I use ½), apple cinnamon (with unsweetened applesauce and diced apple)…I’m getting hungry and I haven’t even started on the chocolate options. Use your imagination.
p.s. Get well soon, PT37! This picture is meant to inspire you. I like it bc in it Ezra has donned his Olympic medal to sit next to me on the sofa. We were getting ready to play charades (Karine’s idea, executed with the help of Mom B). Clearly, Ez was in it to win it. That’s right, people – you gotta go for the gold!