I am making a concerted effort to refrain from making the blueberry crisp from a few posts back. That crisp was so delicious I ate the entire thing in two days, by myself. If I knew it could even adequately sustain human life, it's all I'd eat. A healthier substitute had to be created.
In full confession, bashfully, I made this oatmeal bake yesterday and by tonight it will be completely gone. All me, yep. This is not a surprise, I knew it would happen. My blueberry gluttony apparently knows no bounds (it's a wonder that I don't need to be rolled around everywhere like the giant blueberry girl from Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory), however, this time I was smart and made something that's both irresistible and healthy.
My blueberry maple baked oatmeal can be enjoyed for breakfast or dessert....or yes, dinner I too suppose. That's what I did (shhhh! omg and it's my lunch today too, don't tell). It's minimally sweetened and full of the nutritional goodness of old-fashioned oats and wild blueberries. Flaxseed and walnuts make an appearance for good measure, as well. No butter and just one tablespoon of oil.
So give it up to a breakfast/dessert/dinner(..../lunch?) you don't have to feel guilty about. Even if you do eat half the thing in one night...like me.
Not to mention it's done in 30 minutes flat.
- 1 cup old-fashioned oats, dry
- 2 Tbsp. ground flax seed
- ¼ heaping cup of flour (I used whole wheat white)
- 1 tsp. baking powder
- ¼ tsp. kosher salt
- ¼ tsp. ground cinnamon
- 1 cup unsweetened, plain coconut milk
- 3 Tbsp. maple syrup
- 1 Tbsp. lemon juice
- 1 Tbsp. melted coconut oil
- 1 ½ tsp. vanilla extract
- ½ tsp. maple extract (optional)
- ¼ cup whole walnuts
- 2 cups frozen wild blueberries
German Word of The Day
Oatmeal --> Haferflocken (halfer-flocken)
Good Deed of The Day
Did you know at Martha's Vineyard they hold six lemur races a day from August 21-24th? Yuck. Lemurs are an endangered species and no animals should be crammed into tiny crates then forced to race, solely for the pleasure of screaming onlookers. Seriously? People have no other means of entertainment? Let's try and stop that. It reminds me of the mice races at our state fair. Even as a kid they made me sad. It makes sense now why I seemed to be the only one disturbed by this.