Last night, I had the sudden dream-idea to bake yesterday’s breakfast and turn it into some sort of delicious quinoa apple crisp, and I woke up IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT wondering if that would work. Seriously, who does that?
I’m not the best cook in the world (though I’m pretty damn good at Kraft Dinner), so I decided that was probably a stupid idea and went back to sleep. Then I was scrolling through my RSS reader this morning and I saw Angela‘s post about baked oatmeal. Her ingredients aren’t that different, right? This could totally work!
So I whipped out my leftovers from yesterday, and added:
- 1 more apple
- 1-2 cups of milk
And baked it in a casserole dish at 350°F for 42 minutes. It… was basically exactly the same as yesterday, except slightly more delicious and apple-y. I ate it with some vanilla greek yogurt. I’m guessing the quinoa didn’t get crispy because it was already cooked? Or maybe because it’s, uh, not oats.
Anyway, that wasn’t going to be my Day 3 post until I was leaving my house this evening and fell down my building’s concrete stairs. Now I fully plan on doing absolutely nothing for the rest of the day as the entire left side of my body slowly turns into a giant bruise.
Can’t catch a break.