Oh, the Oats

Happy Thursday Friends!

I hope everyone is having a fantastic week. Me…Oh, I’m just now getting over being an incubus of viral plague. I have horrible, downright horrendous fall allergies, specifically ragweed. What I thought was just a  month-long sporadic allergy attack turned out to be bronchitis on the verge of pneumonia. Plus, I had an ear infection. Boy, let me tell you how irritating this is. Nonetheless, this is the first day I have felt good in a while, except for my possibly broke finger. Leave it to me…

Anywho…now while this only post #3 on Vicky D’s Delights, I have been a reader of many, many blogs for years now.  I like to read all kinds of blogs–fashion, social media, PR, Dallas centered, celebrity gossip if I’m really bored– but my faves are obviously FOOD blogs! 🙂  When I started reading them, I noticed by everyone was posting pics of oatmeal, something called overnight oats. I was clueless as to what it was, but everyone that I read ate it for breakfast.

Was it a requirement to post pics of oatmeal if you wanted to be food blogger? What’s up with the obsession with peanut butter? Did food blogging mean healthy living? These are questions I asked myself.

It was like people read my mind. Bloggers started writing how they felt somewhat pressured to habitually post their oatmeal pics. (To be honest, oatmeal isn’t the most photogenic food anyways, even with a dollop of peanut butter on top.) When they stopped posting those controversial cereals and realized they could mix up their breakfast, there was a sense of relief. There was freedom in their writing. Their food blog was about food they actually enjoyed and experiences they had. There were stories about real life, encounters, mistakes, BIG decision, heartbreak, happiness and other experiences everyone had. My stomach was full from the delicious recipes. My heart was touched and inspired by their victories and epiphanies. I was motivated to overcome a similar challenges.

Growing up as a kid, my dad cooked oatmeal nearly every Sunday for his breakfast that week. If he didn’t make it, my mom did. One by one, the four of us would eventually all end up in the kitchen getting ready for a busy week of school and work ahead. I used to laugh at my dad because his oatmeal always needed a tablespoon more of brown sugar. He’s never believed in over-seasoning his food. That’s my dad though. He’d just say, “It’s okay. I’ll eat my food my way. You eat your food your way. “I grew up eating oatmeal nearly every morning. It warmed by inside and carried me through the day, or at least until lunch.  Oatmeal has always made me remember home.

I saw this recipe from Food, Fitness & Fresh Air on Food Gawker for overnight oats. I paused and thought is this really what I WANT to make or am I just trying to get hits??  I chuckled to myself and thought Oh, what the heck, it’s only oatmeal! Grace’s recipe was awesome. I just really don’t like cold breakfast food when it’s chilly outside so I changed it just a little bit.  


  • 1 cup uncooked oats
  • 1 cup pumpkin puree
  • 1 cup soy or lactose free milk
  • 1/3 cup of brown sugar
  • 1 tsp of cinnamon
  • sprinkle of nutmeg
  • raisins (as many as you like)
  • a dollop of peanut butter (hehe!)

Combine all the ingredients except for the peanut butter in a bowl and place in fridge overnight. In the morning, add just a splash of milk and pop it in the microwave for about 3 minutes or until it’s nice and warm. Finish it with a HUGE tablespoon of peanut butter (chunky or creamy), walk to your desk or work space and wait for all your co-workers to peep their head in wondering what deliciousness you have made.

Not pretty, but so delicious!!

When I made this recipe at home, my roommates thought I was baking. They saw brown sugar and cinnamon. They know no better. I told them I was making breakfast. “All that for breakfast Vicky D. You are doing the most for your blog.” Silly girls.  It’s not even about the blog. I was just making breakfast. It would be easy to get wrapped up in some overnight oats and think this makes me a true “food blogger.” I don’t really care if it does or doesn’t.  To me, my dad is the first creator of overnight oats. He’s been doing it for 30 years.  He doesn’t have a blog and takes forever to photograph anything, but the lessons he’s taught me of doing it “my way” and staying true to myself should be shared. Making my own oatmeal is simply carrying on the tradition.

Plus, I really do honestly LOVE peanut butter. Oh, those oats….delicious and deep all at the same time.


P.S. If you need to add more brown sugar, it’s okay. You eat your food your way! 🙂

What kind of childhood habits/memories have you carried on in your adult life?


3 thoughts on “Oh, the Oats

  1. Aw, sweet post. My parents hated oatmeal, haha. They made eggs and bacon or pancakes on the weekends but I usually just ate cereal during the week. I will say that Little Debbie Fudge Rounds remind me of my childhood. And those Christmas tree pastries with the sprinkles on top and white frosting. haha.

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