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It's always a bit of a challenge gathering my brain back together after having been away a few days. I went to make oatmeal for breakfast, and had to pull all of my oatmeal set-ups for the week out of the cupboard to determine if there was still one with oatmeal in it. I usually just dump the dry ingredients into a pan to cook I don't usually wash the glass jars in between uses.
I thought there should be one more set-up, because I'm getting an extra day off this week. I worked three long days and took a trip to teach a two-day class. But there were only three jars in the cupboard. For just a moment I was puzzled. "Why are two of my jars not here?" Oh yeah. Duh. They're in the dirty dishes because I took them with me on my trip. I use the wide-mouthed glass pint jars so that I'll be able to throw them in my bag and go, and eat the oatmeal from the jar. Tuesday I boiled water at home and wrapped the jar in my tea cozy in my bag until I could eat it while my coworker was driving us North. Wednesday we had to be at work a half hour before the hotel even offers their continental breakfast, so I got hot water and ate just before class started. Even though I use the old-fashioned rolled oats it seems to work well enough to suit me if I use quite hot water and let it sit a while before eating.
Not of my own devising, I must admit - I picked that life hack up from one of the women who was in class, yesterday. She has to be at work ridiculously early every day, and eats breakfast on her first break. And I didn't wholeheartedly adopt it until after finding that in some grocery stores you can get little cook-in disposable cups of Bob's Red Mill gluten free oatmeal, with flax and chia and spices. I was at once pleased that I could buy that (Maine is a fairly civilized place.) and yet chagrined that I'd already seen Kelly make her own and had not yet done it myself. Now I do my set-ups once a week, and it's quite a production. I would never get so elaborate if I was doing this every day. I get out my 20ml spoon and do three spoons of oats, one of ground flax, one of chia, then a sprinkle of salt, and turmeric (for it's supposed cancer-fighting qualities - everyone dies of cancer, lately). And then I toss about half the spice shelf in to hide the taste of the turmeric: chilli, cinnamon, cardomon, coriander, mace, nutmeg, clove - it can vary week to week. (ETA: and 1 spoon each cranberries and cashews, for sugar and protein. How could I have left those out.)
And also, while I was in Rockland, I happened to run into my cousin's kids. He's as handsome and charming and musically talented as the men of my family tend to be. He's also at that stage of his life where he's young, has left home and is couch surfing. I think he's trying to live off his music. Consequently, his figure is a shadow of what it ought to be. I'm debating if I ought to send a text to his grandmother (my aunt) and suggest she invite him up for a visit. She lives only about a half-hour drive from him. I'm sure she'd be happy to feed him up a little.
I thought there should be one more set-up, because I'm getting an extra day off this week. I worked three long days and took a trip to teach a two-day class. But there were only three jars in the cupboard. For just a moment I was puzzled. "Why are two of my jars not here?" Oh yeah. Duh. They're in the dirty dishes because I took them with me on my trip. I use the wide-mouthed glass pint jars so that I'll be able to throw them in my bag and go, and eat the oatmeal from the jar. Tuesday I boiled water at home and wrapped the jar in my tea cozy in my bag until I could eat it while my coworker was driving us North. Wednesday we had to be at work a half hour before the hotel even offers their continental breakfast, so I got hot water and ate just before class started. Even though I use the old-fashioned rolled oats it seems to work well enough to suit me if I use quite hot water and let it sit a while before eating.
Not of my own devising, I must admit - I picked that life hack up from one of the women who was in class, yesterday. She has to be at work ridiculously early every day, and eats breakfast on her first break. And I didn't wholeheartedly adopt it until after finding that in some grocery stores you can get little cook-in disposable cups of Bob's Red Mill gluten free oatmeal, with flax and chia and spices. I was at once pleased that I could buy that (Maine is a fairly civilized place.) and yet chagrined that I'd already seen Kelly make her own and had not yet done it myself. Now I do my set-ups once a week, and it's quite a production. I would never get so elaborate if I was doing this every day. I get out my 20ml spoon and do three spoons of oats, one of ground flax, one of chia, then a sprinkle of salt, and turmeric (for it's supposed cancer-fighting qualities - everyone dies of cancer, lately). And then I toss about half the spice shelf in to hide the taste of the turmeric: chilli, cinnamon, cardomon, coriander, mace, nutmeg, clove - it can vary week to week. (ETA: and 1 spoon each cranberries and cashews, for sugar and protein. How could I have left those out.)
And also, while I was in Rockland, I happened to run into my cousin's kids. He's as handsome and charming and musically talented as the men of my family tend to be. He's also at that stage of his life where he's young, has left home and is couch surfing. I think he's trying to live off his music. Consequently, his figure is a shadow of what it ought to be. I'm debating if I ought to send a text to his grandmother (my aunt) and suggest she invite him up for a visit. She lives only about a half-hour drive from him. I'm sure she'd be happy to feed him up a little.