17 Apr Old School Oatmeal
When I was growing up in Ireland, my dad would wake up at seven a.m. each morning to make us all porridge before we went off to school. He swore by it as a breakfast that keeps you full for a long time. Dad’s porridge was fine; he made it with water. But I really looked forward to those mornings when Mom would make it because she used cream and milk and served it with jam from the local farmers’ market. Obviously, Mom’s was richer and tastier. Sorry, Dad.