A wise little girl named Cindy Lou Who once speculated the meaning of Christmas.
In fact, she spent an entire 90 minutes of the movie–even singing a painfully adorable song–to conclude Christmas lives and breathes not through gifts, but rather something else.
Like food. And cookies. Lots of cookies.
Okay okay, so maybe that’s my interpretation of this classic movie’s moral. But Whoville does end the movie with the perfect Christmas Roast Beast–so I conclude Dr.Suess gets it.
And so with the spirit of little Cindy Lou Who within me, I give you the perfect Christmas Eve breakfast–vanilla cinnamon poached pear oatmeal.
- 1 cup oatmeal
- 1 cup vanilla almond milk
- 1 pear
- 1/2 cup water
MAKE IT DELICIOUS:
- In a small pot, heat milk.
- In another pan, combine water + sliced pear + cinnamon over high eat. Boil away.
- Once milk is warm (but not yet boiling) add oatmeal + cinnamon. Stir frequently.
- Add honey to pears + gentle turn them until water reduces.
- Oatmeal is ready once all the milk is absorbed.
- Throw it in a bowl + add pears + drizzle some extra honey + dash of cinnamon.
This meal positively and perfectly prequeled the endless inevitable meals to come in the next 36 hours. And serves as a wonderful reminder to appreciate the little things that make the holidays so special.
“Maybe Christmas doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.”
Now please excuse me while I proceed to eat my weight in cookies.
Happy Christmas, kids.
Run far, eat well, drink better,