I have mixed feelings about this granola. ha.
I apologize to you for opening with such a terrible granola joke. Apparently I get all my schtick from popsicle sticks.
This granola is – forgive my hubris – simply amazing. I love it and I couldn’t keep my little paws of out the bowl. I finally had to seal it up and put it int he freezer so I would stop thinking about it. The mixed feelings come from the fact that this started out as a savory snack. I’ve been trying to develop a decent savory-spicy granola for a long time, and have been failing. For a long time. This was oh, version 3.5 of testing. “3” meaning the third time I’ve tried, and “5” meaning the fifth batch of the third attempt. After the batch 3.3 failed, I just gave up (ahem, temporarily set aside) the idea altogether and decided to go with traditional sweet granola. Like most things in life, tradition can be both good and bad. Granola good. Patriarchy bad.
Out of the fury of wasted oats comes this a crisp little snack. It’s crunchy, of course, with little chewy pockets that surprise you. There’s citrus and spice, brown sugar, cinnamon, love. And just a small bit of cayenne because I couldn’t give up the fire altogether. Honestly, you can barely taste the cayenne, but the fact that it’s there makes me feel better.
Speaking of batches, this is the second reincarnation of this blog, which is why the url and the blog name are different. There’s a long story behind that, which I won’t go into now. Although I probably should, eventually. You see, at the advice of Abby, I put an SEO plugin on here and it scolded me and told me my posts were too short. I was shocked, because I’ve been told that people just want the recipe, so keep the chit-chat to a minimum, little girl.
I’m glad I can relax now and talk a little longer, even though the SEO felt a little naggy. Word count, what, am I back in school or something? Oh, wait. I am back in school. Speaking of which, I have a few items coming up that will require invested attention. I might be around less in the next two weeks or so, because real life sometimes has to come before virtual life.
One the the best things about real life is your real life persona has tastebuds, and your virtual persona doesn’t. And as long as we’re gonna be living our real, late night, early morning, headache, stack-of-responsibilities lives, we should keep our taste buds content.
clumping method taken from here