Monday Munchies: Maple-Cinnamon Apple and Pear Baked Oatmeal by Oh She Glows

oatmealslice2_Brightened¬†Hello Friends and Welcome to Monday Munchies. First off, Happy Martin Luther King Day. Yes, it is a holiday. You don’t get the day off for nothing. And second, If you have ever read my About Me page (or have¬†scrolled down long enough on my home page)¬†you will know I like to cook and bake and eat. Boy do I love to eat. The smell of food just makes me happy. Except if it’s mushrooms. I hate the smell of mushrooms. Anywho, because of this (my love of cooking and baking, not my hatred of mushrooms), every Monday I will post a¬†little something new I have tried to cook, and this week it is maple-cinnamon¬†apple and pear baked oatmeal that I got from the Oh She Glows cookbook. I recently¬†checked¬†it out¬†from the library and¬†found so many that I wanted to try, which for the¬†coming Monday Munchies I will be trying a few recipes¬†out of it.¬†This is my first attempt¬†with this particular recipe¬†and the outcome was less than disastrous, which I am happy about.


I have never had baked oatmeal before but I found I quite liked it. It was a little mushy (but that is probably because of the type of oatmeal I used, which was not the one recommended in the recipe, but I’ll get to that later) and thick. It kind of tasted like cake, and my family loved it. It was gone in nearly an instant and I doubled the recipe.
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I must say, though, the weather was less than ideal. It was freezing in a very Southern California way and a lot darker than I like it. Which made for taking pictures of my little experiment less than ideal, so forgive me.



Today’s Monday Munchies Song:

The Little Daylight remix version of Sweater Weather by the Neighbourhood, spelt ever so British-ly.


Like I mentioned earlier, I did use different ingredients than what was said in the book, but before you scold me, just let me say it was not my fault. I could not find what I was looking for.
Copy of SAM_3950Actually, looking at it now,¬†there actually wasn’t that much of a difference. Instead of¬†gluten-free rolled oats I used¬†gluten-ful old-fashioned Quaker oats and instead of walnuts (sister has a nut allergy), I used almonds.¬†¬†Also, instead of green Anjou pears (which my Costco did not have at the time) I used¬†Bosc pears¬† which I thought would make¬†it mushy, but it actually had the opposite affect, they were one of the only firm things after the oatmeal was baked.

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And in my rush to finish before what little light I had disappeared, I had a few fudge-ups in the process. Like, I completely forgot to peel the apples and pears. It wasn’t until I had finished baking did I realize this, so total fail. Also, I think I let SAM_4158the¬†oatmeal and milk mixture sit to long, because the oats actually started soak it up.

One thing that¬†was hilariously annoying, is the fact that my little sister was “helping me” during this entire debacle. She had me mixing things I wasn’t supposed to mix, or mixing things too much. And then I had the worst time trying to open the applesauce from Trader Joes AKA the Applesauce¬†of Death.¬†All of us tried¬†opening the darn thing up, but¬†it never worked. I think It laughed at me while I was trying because it would squeak, but then never really be moving. That had to be one of the most¬†tedious things ever because I had to dial back the urge to slam it on the counter, though it probably wouldn’t have worked anyways because I’m¬†pretty sure¬†the thing was indestructible. I felt like¬†SpongeBob trying to open a bottle of ketchup but not even running it under warm water helped.¬†*sigh* Then, my brilliant younger sister realized that it had a plastic seal on it. OH. MY. GAHD. It had a seal on it. I can’t even. The darn thing didn’t even bend! I had no way of knowing! Gahh! I don’t even… Never mind. Despite that everything ended up turning out pretty well.
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Like a thick, not-too-sweet oatmeal cake. I’ll be trying something new for next Monday. If you try this recipe, tell me in the comment section below! ūüôā¬†Until next time. Sage Out.

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Wandering Wednesdays: Being Shameless at Target and Costco at Night

Welcome the new segment of sagedandconfused that I like to call “Wandering Wednesdays” in which I “wander” and post about my findings and experiences. This gives me a chance to post something new every Wednesday, which is pretty flipping exciting if I do say so myself. Today, I went to Target and Costco at night which is fitting seeing how the freaks come out at night anyways. I didn’t see any, but it would’ve been really cool if I would’ve.

SAM_3983Normally I hate going grocery shopping. It’s long, boring, and when I get home, we have to clean out the fridge and make room for the new food. Then wash all of the empty dishes and containers, which is straining and time consuming. Not only that, but it’s been cold recently and it gets dark a lot sooner than it does in the spring and summer months. But there is something about going out at night, that makes it more exciting.

(And look, a comet! I’m kidding. I’m not an idiot. I know that is not a comet. Obviously that is the UFO from the first season of the X-Files.)

SAM_3996You get to see the people that keep the same time as you do (though, when this picture was taken it was only just before 5 p.m. PST), the employees are grumpy because they have been working since early in the morning and don’t want to bother with helping you grab the bread because you’re only 5’5″, and you get to forget what you had actually came there to get because its late and you are really only looking to get back¬†home and watch TV¬† then go to sleep. Costco, was actually a lot emptier than it usually is,¬†which only reminded me that I was in a warehouse full of bulk options and substantial sizes of things you don’t need that much of, like cotton balls (Daria, anyone?). Target, on the other hand…
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…was full of unnecessary things I needed. Whenever I go to Target I break away from the pack to go look at the new t-shirts they got in. I have a mild obsession with graphic t-shirts, tank tops, sweaters, boy shorts¬†and caps. Really anything with¬†big words on it.¬†My real love is graphic t-shirts in the men’s department¬† because they had all of the funniest sayings and quotes but is seems as though the “Young Woman” section is stepping it up, because it was the hardest thing for me to put these sweaters back down.

Also, because I have a love for most things comic book (including DC Comics), I recently started watching “Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.” and all I have to say is “Did you hear about Ward? That’s messed up right?!” Totally blew my mind in a really angry “WHY THE H#LL DID THAT HAPPEN?!” sort of way. I felt (feel) betrayed. The only thing I can do is remember how absolutely amazing the Avengers: Age of Ultron trailer looks, and fangirl over that. Having James Spader in it was what sold it for me, and I more than looking forward to him being a villain. I already know he is going to rock at it. With it being released in my birth month is also a plus.

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SAM_4032 I don’t usually go for the sunglasses, but when I do…

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SAM_4038I’m also not much of a purse girl, but today I felt unwittingly compelled to indulge in my inner girl and grab all the bags I could get my hands on.
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SAM_4043 Then I have a nice talk with some wallets, and wonder shortly why my assistant wasn’t talking back.

SAM_4046 What is the first thing you go for when you visit Target? And how annoyed were you with Ward’s change in character, if you watch Agent’s of S.H.I.E.L.D.? Do you hail hydra? Or are you a sheild? Join me Friday, as I go over some basic yoga moves for “Fitness Fridays”. Until next time. Sage Out.

Watching Them Eat Chocolate Chip Pancakes With Blueberries

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I don’t know if you guys know this¬†but, I don’t like blueberries. There is a long story behind the reason why, but all that matters is that at the end of the day I¬†can’t eat¬†fresh blueberries. Yes, fresh blueberries. I know it’s weird, but I find them disgusting. They taste like medicine. I can eat them frozen (like in a smoothie), I can even stomach them baked (sometimes). But I cannot eat a fresh blueberry. They’re gross. The reason I bring this up is because, everybody else in my family loves them. They can eat them on anything sweet, and I just don’t understand this nonsense. Take the other day, for example. They put them on chocolate chip pancakes.

 

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Who needs blueberries when there are¬†chocolate chips? I can understand strawberries, bananas, or even raspberries (which I love)¬†but blueberries are just a bit much in my personal opinion. Maybe that’s because I find them disgusting. I had the very same thing for breakfast, by the way, and it was still very good without the blueberries.

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I don’t know if down the line I’ll like blueberries. It wouldn’t be completely unheard of for me because there was a time when I didn’t like avocados, cream of wheat, or mushrooms as well. Either for their smell, texture, or both. But now I can stomach avocados, but only sometimes; and I can handle cream of wheat but only a little. And the only time I can stand mushrooms is when they are on a pizza, and even then I have to take off the big pieces. There’s actually a list of foods I don’t like or have to be cooked a certain way or can’t eat too much of with getting nauseous. My sister actually says I don’t like “food” but that’s impossible because I eat all the time and enjoy it. So, there. I would go into that now, but I am going to have to save that one for a rainy day because I know just how badly you guys want to hear about it.

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What foods don’t you guys like as much as I don’t like blueberries (among other things)? Tell me in the comment section below! Until later.¬†Sage Out.

Out To Trader Joes

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Went to Trader Joes. Everybody loves TJ’s. It’s convenient and there are a lot¬†of fresh foods that you can get when you don’t feel like waiting for the Farmer’s Market to open. So, when we went¬†a month ago to grab some things I needed for a recipe for almond-pesto¬†wheat pasta (my sister has a nut-allergy) I decided I would take pictures while we were there. But, notice, all of the pictures we took are outside of Trader Joes. Here’s what happened:

Before we left that afternoon I’d asked my older sister, Ari, to take pictures of me while we were out. She agreed to do it but as soon as we got there she dispersed, having forgotten about what I asked her to do. I didn’t think much of it until we were talking about leaving (which we wouldn’t do for another 10-20 minutes) and I asked her one more time if she would take the pictures for me. She said, “Uhm, okay… where do you want it?” She sounded nervous and was looking around, shifty-eyed as I grabbed my camera out of my bag. “Over there, by the bread.” I said handing her my camera. “Are you okay?” I asked and she responded with a quick, “Yeah, I’m fine. We should… wait until there aren’t as many people over there.” She said. And I agreed and we quickly went on our merry way, that is until we were about to leave for real this time, and my mom and other sisters were at the cash register about to pay for the food.

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“You ready?” I asked her. “Yeah. Okay.” She said and we walked over to the bread, now feeling slightly rushed as the cashier quickly rung up our things. “There are just so many people over there.” She muttered and I looked up at her with a grin, “Are you nervous?” I asked.

“Yeah! I’m nervous! There are so many people– Like, employees and stuff– and I don’t want them to catch us.” It felt like a heist and we were about to steal something but there were cops everywhere. Like trying to jack a car on Mafia II and there are police looking everywhere for you. And all we were trying to do was take a picture.

“Okay, maybe if we take it quick. They won’t notice us.” I said.

“Okay, okay, okay, okay, kay, kay, kay.” She said, still looking a little hesitant. “No. I can’t do it. There are too many employees. What if somebody catches us.”

“Okay. I understand. We won’t do it.”

“Noooo. Okay. We can do it. I said I would do it for you, so I’m gonna do it.”

“You don’t have to…”

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“No. Come on, let’s do it.” We walk toward the bread and we stand over there and she is looking around very apprehensive and suspicious. I tell her once more that we do not have to do this because I fear they are going to think we are trying to steal something and she answers, “No. I just– I’m nervous.” I tell her that I understand and suggest she stands between the aisles in front of the bread so that nobody can see her. She¬†couldn’t do that either. When we finally get outside because my mom was becoming impatient– for good reason, too. It took us eight years.– Ari suggested we take pictures in front of the store, which she was totally down for, yet I was really nervous about. But I still agreed to do because we were going home and I had no idea what else we’d take a picture of. Oh the joys of being a beginner lifestyle blogger.

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Tell me, were our struggles worth it? Lie to me– unless it’s what I want to hear, then tell me the truth. Until later. Sage Out.

French Toast and Goddess Oolong Tea Breakfast

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I had breakfast again today. And it was very delicious. It consisted of gluten-free bread, with your regular egg, milk, and cinnamon covering, fresh strawberries, plums, and blueberries with crushed almonds.

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Top it off with some maple syrup, and it was a breakfast for the ages.

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To drink, I had Goddess Oolong tea from Adagio’s.

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I got it online for my mom online for her birthday and it tastes so fresh and clean and smooth. It gives energy and helps for losing weight though that wasn’t really a concern of ours. What was a concern was the fact that it¬†also depletes your calcium which we learned only after my mom started losing her nails. It’s a gift to remember.

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Just remembering breakfast gives me happy feelings. What did you have for breakfast this morning?

So Today Is Thanksgiving

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¬°Hola friends! It’s been ages since my last post, and I sincerely apologize. Computer problems. But none the less I either made or found something special for the lot of you.¬† Below is a card¬† with an original poem by yours truly for the gals and a video for the guys. Honestly¬†both sexes¬†can read either one. Neither is too masculine or feminine for the other.¬†¬†But what I say in the poem, some guys just won’t care about. So, your choice.¬†But now¬†I must go finish watching my telenovelas! See you guys on the late.

For las muchachas: (Click the picture to read the card. It’s not a virus or anything. Just a digital card.)

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For los muchachos:

Hopefully your¬†Thanksgiving is better than Riley’s.¬†ūüėČ


Last Years Thanksgiving post: Happy Turkey Day!

May you survive your relatives.

How To Make A Gluten-Free Open-Faced Smoked Salmon Sandwich (The Perfect Go-To Breakfast!)

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I had breakfast again today, guys (shocker, I know). And it was so fantabulous, I decided to share it with you all. It started out as a late breakfast, and the only reason I was eating was because my mom insists that I¬†eat¬†for some strange¬†reason.¬†She says, “It’s necessary to live.”¬† I think she’s lying. ¬†But, despite my skepticism, I went into the kitchen looking for something to eat. At first my attempts were fruitless, as I picked up multiple types of snacks (chips, nuts, popcorns, and the likes) and decided I wanted none of them. My stomach growled as I realized I was indeed hungry and I was not finding food fast enough to feed the stomach that was currently chewing on my arm (guess the reference and tell me in the comments below!). And as it turns out, you do need food to live. So, with my head held low in shame for having been wrong about human mortality, I grabbed the gluten-free bread to begin making my perfect¬†go-to breakfast.

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My family and I don’t use toasters, so, I start with a heated pan (fairly high depending on your stove top and pan type), with no oil in it, to “toast” the bread.¬† After that I added mayonnaise. I prefer Hollywood’s safflower oil mayonnaise because it is much lighter and less salty (also high in antioxidants and vitamin E which is a plus), but if you don’t have that olive oil mayonnaise also works, which is actually what I used in these pictures because we¬†are out of the other kind.

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With mayonnaise comes great responsibility, so I also added a little bit (okay, a lot) of Dijon mustard (my favorite, doesn’t really matter what brand you get as long¬†as it doesn’t have high fructose corn syrup or sodium nitrites (and all that good bad stuff in it– keep note, that is just a joke it really is bad for you) in it.)¬†While you are doing this I would add your smoked salmon to the stove, unless, of course, you prefer raw smoked salmon which works just as well if that’s your style.

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Then, with however much smoked salmon you like, add it to your bread, olive oil or safflower oil mayonnaise, and Dijon mustard.

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Then, slice up some tomatoes, and put them on top. And, though I forgot it in these pictures, I would also add chia seeds for digestion.

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And because peaches are delicious, I sliced those up and had them as a side but you can choose any fruit. These were fresh and sweet, which cut the salt from the smoked salmon.

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With a cold glass of water or hot tea, this is the perfect go-to breakfast. It literally takes seconds to make and it’s delicious whenever and wherever. You could also add avocado, if that’s your thing. But I was lazy, so today it was not my thing. Whatever. Don’t judge.

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Okay, so that’s all. Tell me what you think in the comment section and whether you are a cooked smoked salmon kind of person or an as-is type of person!

Here, I usually have this ending where I tell you to check out the “idea” page and whatnot, but I am going to stop doing that from now on. I’ve noticed that trying to figure out something new to try to do is actually very pressing and stressful. But, because I still like the idea I still encourage you to drop me an email or comment telling me new things to try out so I don’t have to think about it myself. ūüôā

I am still in the works of writing a post about yaoi for my little experiment, and I watched a lot of ’em with suggestions from a reader after my very traumatizing experience with a certain yaoi I won’t mention the name of, whom I will mention when I get the post done. It is just taking longer than I thought it would, so be patient with me. That is all for today. Until next time. Bye. Ciao. ŽįĒžĚī ŽįĒžĚī. Aloha. Peace.

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