Do you ever think about the perfect morning? I do. I think about a Sunday morning when it is raining outside. I think about lingering in bed with my loved one, listening to the rain hit the sky lights. I think about no worries like what I need to do in respect to work, or what errands I need to do for the children. It is a day off. I was just talking to a corporate mother/grandmother who was just saying she was going to have to make time for herself. We do have to actually schedule these things in our busy calendars and plan them out.
One way to plan your lingering morning, is to make granola before hand. This way you can lay in bed as long as you would like, then when your hungry you can eat it in bed while listening to good tunes. If you have kids, have then bring it to you! Not only will the relaxation be amazing but days afterwards you will feel refreshed and renewed because your spirit has been nurtured.
I found this recipe in the Neiman Marcus Taste cookbook by Kevin Garvin.
4 cups rolled oats
2 cups shredded coconut (I use unsweetened if I can find it)
1.5 teaspoons cinnamon
.5 cups honey
.5 cups light brown sugar
1 cup vegetable oil
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
3 cups mixed dried fruit (cranberries, cherries, and/or dried blueberries)
Preheat oven to 300 degrees. Mix top three ingredients in a large bowl. In a separate bowl, mix honey, sugar, veg. oil, and vanilla. Pour the wet ingredients into the oat mixture. Place uncooked granola on a baking sheet that has been sprayed with nonstick spray. Bake for 30 minutes, mixing around every 10 minutes. After granola is cooled for 5 minutes, add dried fruit and store in an air tight container. No need to refrigerate it.
The Parfait is made by layering granola with fresh berries and yogurt. Then you can top it with mint and pistachios. The little salty of the pistachios with the sweetness of the granola is superb.
This weekend when you are sleeping in with your significant other, I urge you to linger in bed a little longer. Bring your lover a Granola Parfait. Life is too short to always rush around. Then, years to come, you will remember (and so will he/she) that special Sunday that was so simple but so amazingly wonderful.