Our original weekend plans were dashed when David came home from work on Friday complaining of a sore throat. At first, I didn’t think much of it. In the six years we’ve been together, I think I’ve seen him sick once- maybe twice. He has difficulty with allergies and will often rough up his vocal chords while screaming to embarrass his buddies or belting out a loud ballad in the shower, so I chalked it up to one of those. Come Saturday morning, we realized he was in fact sick. So our plans to head out of town for a weekend camping trip started to look a little grim. David’s social life is more important than most other things in his life so when he requested to stay behind, I knew he must really be fighting something.
So, we spent the day at home together. I left the house in the afternoon to pick up some groceries and supplies for the invalid. When I came home, I half expected all the rest to have worked it’s magic, however David was looking worse for wear. I spent the rest of the day boiling and delivering cups of tea, warming up soup and making sure he took his medicine. We also washed ALL the blankets in the house. This is something my mom always did when we were sick as children. Germs love to rest in the comfortable bed linens and can keep you sick for days on end. So we laundered everything from sheets to pillowcases to blankets and throws after which we threw them out on the line to air dry. This part is key- it infuses the textiles with fresh air that’s as good to the soul as it is to the nose.
I intended to share some quiet moments by the campfire for this week’s Slow Sunday, but with a change in plans came a change in post. My immune system is notorious for being my weakest link. It’s something I’ve been working on building through my diet over the past year. So far, so good as I’ve only had a tiny sniffle and minor sore throat while David had been ailing. While my health has majorly improved, I still don’t fully trust my body to avoid illness so I really tried to take it easy this weekend. I spent a lot of time eating foods full of nutrition in hopes that I could give myself a bit of an extra boost.
I’m not a huge breakfast person in general, but there’s something about the weekends that cause me to crave warm, hearty morning meals. My new favorite: porridge. In America, we’ve traded milk for water and have renamed it oatmeal. Which is a sad, sad state of affairs! I’m convinced that’s why we need to add so much sugar and nonsense to our instant oatmeal. My dad always said, “No fat, no flavor” and I’m a firm believer in that statement. By taking out the yummy milk and cream and adding water, we’ve taken away the majority of the flavor.
Which seems counterproductive in my book.
So here’s my quick, 5 ingredient sweet and salty porridge recipe.
1 cup oats (I prefer 1/2 rolled 1/2 steel cut)
1 cup whole milk (more if you prefer your porridge to be runnier)
1 tablespoon pure maple syrup
blackberries to top
nuts to top
I don’t know about you, but growing up with instant oatmeal has caused great fear over making this over the stove. In my mind, it is going to take forever and I’m going to ruin it.
It literally takes minutes. All you have to do is combine the milk and oats in a pan over medium heat. Stir together and let come to a boil. Turn down to low and wait for oats to come together.
This shouldn’t take more than 5 minutes. After everything has come together, remove from heat and add your syrup, berries and nuts. I’ve added cashews for a touch of crunch and salt, but you can add your favorite.
And that’s all there is to it. There is no comparison to boxed oatmeal. It’s creamy from the milk but still has a great bite and nuttiness from the oats, and the berries add just the right amount of sweetness to balance the salty, crunchy nuts.
It’s basically perfect. And it takes no time at all to make!
I snapped this picture of Brandi as she sat and tried to watch me cook. This face is a pretty accurate representation of how everyone is feeling in the house today. Hopefully, we can get an early night’s sleep and be on the mend in the morning. If not, it’s off the the doctor we go.
Wishing you all a wonderful, Slow Sunday. Hopefully your weekend plans went a little bit smoother than ours did.
Until next time!