Oatmeal. It’s not the most glamorous subject, is it?
I grew up eating oatmeal for breakfast on a fairly regular basis. My Dad would often make it for us on cold, winter mornings before school. Sometimes it would be plain and I would eat it with butter and a bit of brown sugar. That wasn’t so bad. Some mornings, he would add chopped dried apricots, my favorite way to eat oatmeal. But more often than not, he would cook it with raisins. Plump, rehydrated raisins. Yuck! While I now look back on those mornings with a certain fondness, I certainly wasn’t in love with oatmeal at the time! Continue reading →