Ever have one of those mornings where all that comes out of your mouth is expletives? That’s been my morning. Last night, while trying to do some research reading, I just kinda fell asleep. I was worn out. This meant I did not start pre-cooking my steel cut oats for breakfast, nor did I take a shower. The heat is on in the house, which leaves me in a constant state of slightly drugged.
After getting up and taking a shower, I decided to use the short route and nuke the steel oats. I sealed up the bowl and got it in the microwave while I went upstairs to comb my hair and get dressed. I also turned off the soup I made for lunch and dinner. After getting ready and coming back downstairs, I opened the microwave to see that my breakfast had exploded all over the place. Yes I sealed the container, however it appears that the generic Shaws plastic wrap is not up to the task of keeping the oatmeal in the bowl. I confirmed this by cleaning up the microwave, regaining as much oatmeal as i could, and cooking again while I got the soup into containers.
By the time the microwave stopped, it was coated again in oatmeal. It was a silent explosion, because I was right there in the room. I internally fumed because I was already late for work. Stubbornness took over and I salvaged what food i could, added some of the pear mixture to it from the dinner last week, and ate it, and made sure I (angrily) enjoyed it.
I’m excited about the soup I have for today and tomorrow. I took butternut squash, black beans, veggie stock, and some grand cru, along with some pepper and oregano to slow cook overnight. It smelled really good this morning, and I love how squash just falls apart to thicken the whole thing up.