I have a bad habit of jumping into work and forgetting all about breakfast until I’m starving. Determined to change my ways, I made Blueberry Baked Oatmeal this morning. Some for now with plenty left over for the rest of the weekend. I make a big mess when I cook.  After I slid the oatmeal into the oven, I surveyed the counter covered in oats and berries and measuring spoons, bathed in morning light, and decided the scene was not messy at all, but only a glorious tribute to the making of good food. Dave and I enjoyed our brunch in front of the television watching an old murder mystery show. A lazy start to a happy Easter weekend.

Day 26

Day 26