Mike has dubbed this my "homemade granola stage", similar to one he experienced in the mid-80's with my mother-in-law. This is offensive on MANY levels, mainly because this isn't a "stage", so much as a lifestyle choice--if that's what one would call it after whipping up ONE, singular batch of granola. And also, it is a universal truth that daughter-in-laws need to believe we are doing things DIFFERENTLY than our husband's mother, or else it feels like a gigantic Stepford-like experiment in cloning.
I found the recipe on Pinterest (link HERE). Freaking Pinterest--there isn't a single idea that hasn't already been glue gunned or bedazzled, and Pinterest will prove it. You can no longer sport a wooly-mammoth skin, without finding it on Pinterest first, and then having it labeled as your "Lady Gaga stage".
In a week or so, the juicer is being returned to it's owner that never uses it, and I will be without a fresh cup of kale/carrot/spinach/rhubarb/apple/orange/lemon juice for breakfast. Hence, my need to find breakfast alternatives, so that I don't jump back on the Jimmy Dean sausage biscuit wagon (again). I need to experiment with putting spinach and kale in the blender with frozen fruit (to make a smoothie)--but I fear that if it has any sort of leafy consistency, I will vomit. Anyone have any experience with that? The blending, OR the vomiting?
So this morning, I chopped an apple, added a cup of low-fat vanilla yogurt, a shake of cinnamon--and topped it with the GRANOLA. Ohmygod. Apparently, healthy people have been doing this since the mid-80's (what's that? LONGER, you say?), but I have been on the fat bus to diabetes town, so I am just catching up, people. But let's call this not-your-mother-in-laws-granola, because my version utilizes a seafoam latte bowl from Anthropologie (purchased, ironically, by my mother-in-law)--because our generation cares about what we look like when we eat, and where our tableware is purchased. This, friends, makes us bats#! crazy, but DIFFERENT.
In case you would like to join me in my granola-inspired-by-the-color-of-seafoam-on-Martha's-Vineyard-in-June, here is the recipe:
4 cups of Old Fashioned Oats
1/2 cups Chopped Almonds (I used sliced)
3/4 cup shredded coconut (meh. I left it out, because I think shredded coconut tastes like wax)
1/4 cup packed brown sugar
2 TBSP vegetable oil
1/4 cup honey
2 TBSP pure maple syrup
1 tsp. ground cinnamon
1-1/2 tsp vanilla extract
1/2 cup (each) raisins and dried cranberries (I omitted these also, because I wanted a more generic granola)
Combine the oats, almonds and coconut (meh) in a large bowl, and set aside. In a saucepan, combine brown sugar, oil, honey, maple syrup and cinnamon--bring it to a boil. Remove from heat and stir in the vanilla. Pour over the oat mixture, and stir it well to coat. Spread the granola in a large, shallow baking pan--and bake it at 350 degrees for 15-20 minutes, stirring occasionally. Cool and add the raisins and dried cranberries. Store in an airtight container.
Welcome to my granola stage, friends. In the event that you would also like to follow my Martha-Stewart-on-acid stage, follow me on Pinterest (link HERE). But if you really want to help a girl out, you'll follow me on Twitter (@sdenckhoff), because it's been almost a year, and for the life of me, I can't figure out how to make more people like me on there, in 140 characters or less. Because you know, I'm kind of wordy.