I was granted the gift of sleeping in this morning, and slept until almost noon.

Is that awesome or what?

It probably has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I was up until some time after 2 a.m. this morning.  Of course not.

I decided to give my Ricera yogurt another try this morning, and went ahead and incorporated it into my bowl of breakfast porridge.

Blueberry-banana kasha with almond butter and blueberry rice yogurt.

I thought it looked pretty.

I was very proud of it, and typical of a food blogger, took several pictures of it.

However, Amor wandered in while I was eating it, took one glance at it, and made a classic Yuk-face.

So good!

One person’s art is another person’s Mr. Yuk, I suppose.

Nevertheless, weird looking or no, it sure tasted pretty dang good.

The cloying over-sweetness of the rice yogurt balanced out the unsweetened buckwheat groats.  As the frozen blueberries melted, blueberry juice incorporated in with the yogurt, upping the yum factor by a gajillion.

I love delicious, healthful breakfasts that are a snap to prepare.

I prepared the groats in my typical manner: 1/4 cup groats to one cup of water.  I brought them to a boil, then put the lid on and let them simmer for ten minutes.

As they cooked, I loaded the dishwasher (which Amor had kindly unloaded as I slept), which essentially made me feel all kinds of accomplished, all before breakfast.

W00tness, go me!

Sweet but not disgustingly so.

When the groats were ready, I added a tablespoon of milled flaxseed, a bit of cinnamon and vanilla, and stirred in enough almond milk to make it creamy.  I estimate about a half to three-quarters of a cup?

In my bowl, I dumped in 1/3 cup of frozen blueberries and a sprinkle of cinnamon, then poured the groats atop of it.

I added half a sliced banana (the other half was already in my tummy — hunger waits for nobody in this household, thank you very much) and another third of a cup of frozen blueberries.

So good, but still not my favorite combination.

I made a quick sauce of 2 tbs almond butter and about 2 tbs almond milk — nuked ten seconds, then stirred — then drizzled it onto the groats.

A couple ounces of rice yogurt competed for space with the glaze for a home on top of my groats.

I should have just told them that they should have been competing for space in my tum, but it would have been wasted words.  There’s always room in my tummy for more food, ne’er fear!

Ate. Every. Last. Bite.

And now I must shower, for I have all sorts of adventures lined up for my afternoon.

Hurrah for random adventures!

Have you ever made something that you thought was totally delicious, but received strange looks from your peers for it? I do, all the time.  I remember making myself a pancake sandwich for lunch last semester (two cinnamon raisin pancakes and a big smear of peanut butter) and I got tons of inquisitive remarks about that one.

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz