After a week+ of Greek Yogurt breakfasts, this morning I woke up and declared it was time for a change. Not because I watched last night’s Presidential address on the debt limit crisis, but because I love Greek Yogurt so dearly that I don’t want to over-do it and get sick of it.
My search for a non-Greek yogurt, homemade breakfast option was thankfully short. (Hi, it’s 8 a.m. and I’m starving. I ain’t got time to leisurely peruse the interweb, looking for something to strike my fancy. Girl’s gotta EAT…)
The much-blogged about “Overnight Oats” came to my rescue, inspired by a blog post from Jen at Peanut Butter Runner, who’s most popular blog post is her Overnight Oats tutorial. I should probably start paying Jen for all the inspiration she’s been giving me lately, lest she think I am Single White Female’ing her…
The check is in the mail, sister. Oh, and I’ve decided to become a yoga teacher and get a Golden Retriever…hope that’s okay!
Unoriginal and Creepy
Okay, so in case you’ve been living under a rock, “Overnight Oats” is very similar to Müesli, a combination of uncooked oats, dried fruit, and nuts served hot or cold with milk. You combine equal parts oats, yogurt, and milk and set the mixture in the fridge overnight. It looks like baby throw-up, but fit female bloggers everywhere swear on their Lululemon that it is delicious, activity-fueling and habit-forming.
Disclaimer: Yours Truly has made much fun of the over-run of “Overnight Oats” recipes and photos out there in the blog universe, and y’all know how I feel about cereal. “The last thing this world needs,” says me, “is another blogger sharing photos of her dang oatmeal before going on a ‘long run.'”
Yet here I am. ((Sheepish grin.))
Can I save face and call this a “research experiment” to see what all the fuss and hype is about?! And it does involve Greek yogurt, albeit in a supporting role, not as the star.
Q’s EXPRESS “Overnight” Oats
1/3 c. Irish quick cook oats (I love McCann’s)
1/3 c. Fage 2% Greek Yogurt (unsweetened)
1/3 c. Unsweetened Vanilla Almond Milk
1/2 small banana, mashed
Dash of cinnamon
Refrigerate for 10-20 minutes while you continue your a.m. routine: prepare coffee, finish getting ready for work, feed the dogs, watch cable news and have a panic attack about this whole debt limit situation, etc. etc.
Remove oat mixture from refrigerator and add the toppings of your choice. If you’re not the creative/adventurous type, Google “Overnight Oats” and you will be overwhelmed with topping ideas. My toppings this a.m.:
Grilled peach, skinned and diced
1 Tbs. unsweetened coconut
1 Tbs. sunflower seeds
1 tsp. honey
I concluded the final phase of my research experiment on the deck, while enjoying the cool morning breeze and blue skies. I drank Hazelnut coffee (with copious amounts of half & half natch’) out of my Favorite Mug and watched small woodland creatures greet one another at the bird feeder in the backyard.
While scraping up the last blessed bite of my inaugural bowl of overnight oats, I realized I was disturbing the wildlife gathering at the bird feeder. I quietly set my spoon down and contemplated how my backyard was like nature’s version of Starbuck’s – everyone’s a.m. pit-stop. I took a sip of coffee and inhaled deeply, and exhaled. Yes. I could really go for some Sun Salutations right now. Or a long run…
Just then, I choked on my coffee, nearly sending Favorite Mug crashing to the deck as I realized…
I’ve turned into one of those….those – no. It can’t be. NO! I won’t stand for it!!!!!!
(whispered) One of those crunchy healthy living bloggers.
In the space of ONE HOUR and one bowl of cold oatty mush, I had somehow gone from a tightly-wound, Overnight Oats-mocking, free market capitalist, to some blissed out, bird-watching, granola-loving blogger who posts photos of blue skies and bowls of
baby throw up cold oatmeal. I was one step away from buying soy milk, calling my Member of Congress to tell them to support Obama’s debt limit increase plan, and boycotting Walmart AND Whole Foods since they are, according to this guy, virtually indistinguishable in their business practices. Hippie drum circle. My backyard. TOMORROW. I AM NOT KIDDING, PEOPLE!!!