Sunday, June 29, 2008


A day ahead with nothing to do. A DVR filled with unwatched episodes of The Daily Show, Good Eats, Niglella Eats, Jamie at Home. Jeff makes an 11am pot of Irish oatmeal, thick and chewy and hot. He takes his with honey and cinnamon. I sprinkle mine with mixed nuts, or eat it with a spoon heaped with a blob of peanut butter, the hot oats making it melty.

Oatmeal means we have the time to cook it and enjoy it. Oatmeal means laziness and happiness.

1 comment:

noodle said...

awwwwww. the posnick home is so cute and cozy.