This morning started with the rest of my Peppadew oatmeal. After heating it in the oven, I once again mashed in an Eggland’s Best hard-boiled egg (still working on the ones I collected at this event, if you’re wondering why eggs have been such a big part of my life lately). I layered the oats over a base of plain yogurt and then topped them with mango-peppadew salsa and homemade peanut butter. Yes, that’s right, I went ahead and made peanut butter last night after complaining that I didn’t have any for my oats. I happened to break my coffee bean grinder in the process. How many appliances must I destroy before I find one that can handle nut butter production?! Mr. Coffee got me through several good batches for only $15, so I guess I can’t complain. But why couldn’t he keep putting out?! I thought we had a good thing going …
Anyway, I smothered the oats in strawberries, unsweetened coconut, hulled hemp seeds, and nutmeg:
Unsmothered to reveal layering — left to right: peanut butter, mango-peppadew salsa, peppadew oatmeal, yogurt.
Deceptively beautiful and creamy (yet secretly lethal to kitchen appliances) peanut butter:
After breakfast, I set off with my grandma-cart in hunt of a new window shade for my bedroom (the old one has been ripped for two months — not pretty) and potting soil for the arugula and basil plants my mom sent home with me from MA.
Several hardware stores and hours and a very limp arm later, I returned. Window shade before and after:
We’ll see if these little sprouts survive the night! I hope so because I’ve been fantasizing about having a balcony overflowing with arugula. There’s probably not much that could make me happier.
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