Sunday, October 11, 2009

My favorite food



I've been thinking a lot about oatmeal recently. Well, for the past ten minutes. I used to hate it. It's just so... Gooey. And oatmeal-y. I spent the first 24 years of my life avoiding it. But then Kurt started making it for breakfast. We have this deal- I make dinner, and he makes breakfast. Sometimes he does something complicated, and sometimes its just cold cereal. He's really sweet about it, especially since getting me up in the morning is anything but easy. So when he started making oatmeal, I couldn't complain. He looked so hopeful when I sat down to that first bowl of it, I pretended it tasted amazing. Secretly, I was trying not to gag.

The thing about oatmeal is, its a lot like running (or so I've heard). At first, you hate it. It's just so gross and awful. But slowly, you start enjoying it. Even craving it, when its been a few days. And suddenly, you are obsessed, and doing awful things; like training for a marathon. That's me. Not running- I would never do that. But I'm training for my oatmeal marathon.

Sometimes, I will ask Kurt to make it for breakfast. He's all, "Oh, I was gonna cook omelets and bacon and hash browns..." But then when he sees I'm serious, he shrugs and gets out the oats. Need more proof of my obsession? During the hot breakfast buffet at our hotel yesterday, I got SUPER excited when I realized they had an oatmeal pot. Forget the waffle iron! I was gonna get my daily dose of fiber!

Sick, right?

You are wondering what brought this on, huh? Well, I just ate a bowl for dinner (Kurt is still on campus). It was AMAZING. I had been standing in front of my open refrigerator door, idly wondering what I was craving. Nothing looked right. Then I wandered over to our secret food storage, and perused the contents. In the back, I found a box of Quaker Oats (we ran out of the instant packets). I knew I had found what I was searching for.

So if you are identifying with my former hatred of this gruel-like breakfast food (or dinner food, for some of us), I say try it. And keep trying it until you like it. You'll thank me for this later.


6 comments:

Annie said...

nasty.Nasty Nasty Nasty. Im trying not to gag.MUSHY GrOSSESNESS in a BOWL!!!!!!!! Ewwww...
Ps. Missed you at my birthday dinner.Love you

Bryan and Jamie said...

okay I might be weird but I love oatmeal. There is just something about it... especially when its cold outside!

Dave said...

Mmmm... whole rolled oats. I'm glad to have you on the team, helena.

Thompson Family said...

Mmmmm, I love oatmeal too! I really like your running analogy, how true:)

Michele said...

Since I've been sick, oatmeal is the one and only thing I eat for breakfast. As gross as I thought it was, I have gotten used to it. My love for variety has changed. 7 days a week, its oatmeal for breakfast. I'm glad you are starting to see the finer things in life.

Amber said...

The same thing happened to me! Dave made it for me, I forced it down and now I love it! I am not quite as obsessed as you though... But I guess I can say that about a lot of things...

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