Fellow geeks, rejoice. It’s Pi Day, the day of the year to celebrate the mathematical constant 3.14159265… (it never ends or repeats – amazing). Celebrate by throwing an “e” on pi, having a slice and doing some math. (NPR, Wikipedia)
It took two minutes and three ingredients for my fiancé to change the way I look at breakfast.
It was a cool February morning. We were hungry and chilly and needed some food that would stick to our bones.
Rob removed a carton of Aldi-brand oatmeal from my cabinet. Then he showed me how real grown ups eat a proper breakfast.
Oatmeal has had its place on my kitchen shelves in every apartment in which I’ve lived. But oatmeal was just an item I needed on hand to whip up a batch of oatmeal-raisin cookies when the mood struck me. Occasionally I would by bags of the pre-flavored oatmeal that’s quick and easy to prepare when you’re in a hurry. But I never looked at those rolled oats in the cardboard carton as food with which I could satisfy my urges to get creative in the kitchen.
Rob got to pouring and measuring and stirring. Less than five minutes later, I was eating a bowl of hot oatmeal with raisins, cinnamon and brown sugar. This humble bowl of oatmeal was the beginning of my adoration of this bastion of fiber.
Oatmeal has become my go-to breakfast. It’s a blank canvas that waits for your personal touches. It’s easy, quick and cheap. It keeps you full until lunch. In a word, oatmeal is wonderful.
Recently, McDonald’s and a couple of oat-loving food writers have brought oatmeal to the front of internet food conversation.