We live in a fast world. Everything must be given to us now, this minute, right away today. We all have our insta fixes; the things that we must have this minute when the crazy craving comes on. Well, mine is Oatmeal (capitalization intentional). And if I could figure out how to make it into a song and have Britney Spears lip sync it I would. Or maybe have Metallica do it. Either way, the song would be about Oatmeal and you can't go wrong there.
When prepared right or not even close, I love the texture of Oatmeal. When it's done right, it's creamy and soft and is all about the flavor captured in puffy flakes of oatmeal. When done wrong, it's still done right. Slightly dried out with several uncooked flakes adding a visual texture not found in the creamy puffy kind.
And it's truly fascinating that something as plain as Oatmeal can work with a thousand different flavors depending upon your craving. If you want blueberries to day, Oatmeal can handle them. Say you're in the mood for a few apples and cinnamon; oh yum! Ah, Oatmeal, your plainness is your defining characteristic.
Well, I'm off now, think I'll have a bowl of Oatmeal.
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