poniedziałek, 31 stycznia 2011

POORridge


... since it's always been poor. Not until a few weeks ago did I decide to have myself a merry little breakfast, sth different (not necessarily more luxurious) from ordinary sausages, toasts and scrambled eggs; and since, upon my arrival in Poznań, I discovered oatmeal I thought it could be quite an idea to try this notorious bugger, which so far I had known only from English commercials and cartoons. We all know it comes 1st (ex aequo with spinach) in a 'Top Food Tastes Kids Love to Hate' competition and children have been threatened with it more successfully than with a bogeyman for ages ;) However, as a big girl I've managed to pluck up enough courage to face the children's nightmare and in fact it turned out not to be that scary at all.


I sweetened it up with my beloved raisins and gobbled it all. It might look a bit dry, but it's due to the fact that it had to wait for me for over an hour till I finished my private classes. I guess oatmeal must have absorbed the milk somehow (my powers of deduction are amazing ;D) and instead of a soup-like breakfast I had a pulp - still tasty and nutricious ;) I even like it more this way. Since then I've had it once more as I discovered that its GI is too high. Not that I strictly follow the rules (have just officially admitted to it and I'm not proud of myself at all), but if I can choose what to eat and all four options sounds alike to me, I'd rather go for meat and proteins. Especially now, when delicious pork chops, pierogis and fasolka po bretońsku (food supplies from my mummy) are waiting for me in the fridge (and for Cristóbal, of course), I will give porridge a miss.