Hmm…maybe I do want waffles this morning. But, after finally dragging my butt outside to feed the horses and feeling the slight nip in the air, I realized that the only thing right for the morning was a bowl of hot oats – something I’ve been neglecting lately.
- 2 T. Kamut Hot Cereal
- 3 T. Peppy Kernels
- 2 T. Wheat Bran
- 1 T. Chia Seeds
- 1/2 c. PureAlmond
- 1/2 c. water
- ~1 T. Wolfberry Tera’s Whey (stirred in at the end)
- ~1/2 c. chopped frozen sweet cherries
and then topped with some more frozen sweet cherries and coconut which I simmered in some almond milk and added some coconut flour to thicken a bit. More coconut, Nature Valley Cashew Cluster crumbs, and Cacao Bliss also joined the party with a little drizzle of agave.
This was my first time adding protein powder – it may have added a little bit of a weird texture, but it’s easy to get over, especially in the small amount I used. I love the bourbon vanilla Tera’s Whey, and totally forgot about this half-used sample of wolfberry. It’s really good for shakes and such, but not so much protein cakes, which I make just about every night :P
French Vanilla, I do believe!
This was the first morning in a long while where I had nowhere to be and nothing planned until 12:30, when I would meet my mom at the barn. I took my time going through my Google Reader with my oats and the Early Show, and by the time I was sick of that, it was still only 8:30.
Needless to say, this is how it went down:
With my new frugalness, I have mentioned that I am cutting back on buying bars, and am proud to say that I can’t remember the last time I bought one.
That being said, I’m far from running out, but think I should start perfecting a bar recipe now, no? As mentioned, I creeped Mae and found these bad boys.
I tried to follow directions. I really did! I mean, I even read so well that I immediately nixed my initial idea to swap maple syrup for Mae’s requested honey. I used my direction-following skills that I learned from preschool and tossed that thought out the window when she stated specifically not to.
Oh, well. Guess I’ll have to follow directions . I did halve the recipe. I didn’t see myself wanting 16 bars that were all the same right off the bat.
I toasted the oats and nuts just as she says, although I really don’t know if there were supposed to be nuts or not. (Mae?) They weren’t in the ingredients list and kinda just popped up out of nowhere when she said to go ahead and toast the oats “and nuts.” Whether they were supposed to be there or not, I found it to be a delightful suggestion, and threw in some chopped walnuts with the 1/2 T. peanut oil, 1/8 t. cinnamon, salt, 1/2 T. honey, and 1 c. rolled oat mixture all for toasting.
The next step is where I got a little experimental.
Rather than combining honey and peanut butter, I decided to make up a bit of a date paste by blending four dried dates, ~2 T. of agave, and a bit of water. It was still thicker than honey, so I did end up adding a little bit more water later. I decided to use PB & Co’s Mighty Maple for this recipe, and combined that and the date mixture.
Microwave until blendable, and then added in 3 T. milled flax, 1/2 T. flaxseeds, and 1 T. wheat germ.
And then I kept reading the ingredients list.
I’ve been letting my dried fruit supply dwindle. What in the hay am I going to use for fruit? Why didn’t I think of that first?
Puffed grain cereal? Crap. Puffed grain cereal. What the hay am I going to use to replace that?! Crap. Mae, help! You threw me for a loop here. Puffed grains, Puffins…I could crush up Puffins. Uh, get real, Jess.
After that personal battle, I just threw in 1/4 c. kamut hot cereal, 2 T. wheat bran, some Nature Valley peanut cluster crumbs, 1 T. spelt flour, and 2 chopped dried Turkish figs.
What? The nut clusters have puffed rice…don’t give me that look.
I combined everything together and pressed down in a bar pan:
Okay, okay, so maybe it’s meant for baking mini bread loaves, but not in my mind. How perfect is it? It fit eight bars perfectly. I pressed down really firmly with my hands and then the back of a spoon before baking at 325* for 20 minutes. There were a couple that I drizzle a tiiiiny bit of honey on top before tamping, too.
I was mildly terrified that I would never get these out of the pan since Mae specified to use parchment paper, but I just made sure to liberally spray them with cooking spray and they popped right out. Next time I wouldn’t bake them for so long, though. While my mom loves the crunchiness, I would prefer them a little chewier. Of course, I also like them heated and she liked them cold. To each his own.
They really would be amazing with Puffed Amaranth, I think – I’ll have to look for that next time I’m at the co-op. My mom actually loves these, too. Total score. Can’t wait to play more. I had half as soon as I took this picture, and then this followed:
And the last of my wolfberry tera’s Whey shaken with some almond milk before heading off early to the barn. I also packed a sandwich since I figured I’d be hungry by the time I drove home, and I was. By then it was 2:00, and even though my morning snacks held me over well, I was ready for this sammie by the time I drove home:
I smeared on some Mighty Maple, fig spread, and chopped wlanuts and it was, quite simply, delicious. Just like the ‘nola bars. After sampling mighty maple, oats, and figs all morning, it was sort of a given that I would have a simple PB&J sammie for lunch.
I’ve no shame.
A gala apple was also enjoyed, though I didn’t pack any other snacks because I figured I’d just enjoy them at home. I devoured the other half of my granola bar as soon as I stepped foot in the kitchen after enduring an entire ride home with a blood-thirsty hornet that got shut in my car and bombarded me as I was daydreaming about Teddie. I nearly jumped out of my nickers (hah! pun intended. Yes, I know knickers is spelled with a k. work with me.) and after that, every rain drop that landed on my arm as I drove through town in a rainstorm with my windows open was obviously another hornet out to get me.
…and a Gnu Foods Bar of the Lemon Ginger variety – the rest of it, anyways.
But that didn’t keep me happy for long, and soon worked on another granola bar…the remains from part of one mine took, and left the rest for “later.” I guess my name is Later.
And then I declared dinner was going to be early tonight.
I once again kept it simple. Simple and delicious, mind you.
I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately…but whenever I went to make dinner wouldn’t really want it. Sounds weird, but I guess it’s just how I work.
Whole wheat penne tossed with olive oil, dried basil, chopped tomato, red pepper, sundried tomato, and chopped black bean cutlet. Topped with some toasted pine nuts and mediterranean herb feta cheese. And roasted brocc, of course.
…and dessert of another granola bar – one split with le madre.
The Teddie Chronicles
Lookit the big guy! Doesn’t he look proud?
I didn’t really plan on riding him today, but he took the saddle so well and lunged great that I figured – why not?
He was quite good – one small spook that I’m not sure if it was an actual spooking at something he heard from behind, or if it was just a green horse moment and decided to scoot forward a couple steps. It got me a little uneasy at the time, but we went around a couple more times and he was fine, so we ended on a good note. It was really nothing, and I’d rather have a horse spook like that thank bolt off bucking. And if it wasn’t that something startled him, as my mom reminded me, if he wanted to dump me he would have done a whole heck of a lot more than a quick scoot forward. He stopped right afterwards and was quiet for the rest of the time, too – but he does hate the bit.
I’m not sure yet if it’s just a baby horse thing and he hasn’t had enough time with one in his mouth to get used to it, or if I need to explore other options. I just have an eggbutt french link, and will try an eggbutt snaffle tomorrow. He was completely, 100% relaxed on the lunge (I lunged with the saddle but not the bridle) – and he actually impressed me at how supple and giving he was, clockwise especially. His trot was quite free and “swingy,” something it hadn’t been yesterday. I could sense him getting a little tense when I walked him in-hand with the bit, though.
I’ll probably make it a point to lunge him with the bridle tomorrow, and if he doesn’t settle may try an English hackamore until he’s more comfortable undersaddle in general.
This picture was actually right before he spook/scooted, and if you look at his eye/ears, he does look a little worried about what’s going on behind him. My mom wasn’t sure if it was her fault since she took the picture and two seconds later he scooted, haha. (I’m patting him for giving me a nice halt, but I find it comical because it looks like I’m trying my hardest to get him to GO, haha)
At least he looks handsome when he’s alert, right? ;) The plan for tomorrow morning is lunge with bridle, and possibly saddle. Depends on the circumstances going on at the barn.
I’ve got some more granola bars to go eat.
Over and out.