We had really good intentions. All day. Stellar, optimistic intentions. Life had other plans for us.
The morning began with an attempt to make cracked wheat hot cereal. It seemed like a healthy and cozy choice, easy enough. I proceeded to follow the simple directions: to combine cereal & water, cover the bowl with wax paper, and cook in the microwave. Disaster ensued, as is evidenced by the photo below...
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Oh Bob. Not only had the water failed to absorb, but there was a crust of cracked wheat cereal covering the entire inside and outside of the bowl. Quite a pain in the ___ to clean...
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Take 2: Stovetop instructions.
Success. These instructions proved much more friendly than those for the microwave. Maybe Bob isn't such a bad guy after all.
We topped our hot cereal from Bob with tart blueberries, satisfying cream, and rich brown sugar.
We experienced a second culinary disaster at dinner... more about that later. Don't worry, no knives or blood were involved. Though I did get a few splinters in my finger.
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