Monday, November 1, 2010
I woke up this morning to a pour-down, dreary-down weary day. Woke up to a saucepan full of soaked, steel-cut oats in buttermilk and water. Rinsed them clean, topped them off with water and set them to boil for 15 minutes while I had my morning devotion. Closed with an Amen & poured out the mush into a baking dish (no need to fumble with fine china in the ay ehm). A dollop of pumpkin butter and a splash of whole milk. Maybe a squidge of whipping cream. A plop of heaven after my supplication. I spoon thee, oatmeal rendered autumnal and sweet, so sweet.