I have this dream of being a writer. I guess, when I think about the things that have remained consistent in my life, writing has been one of them.
When I was about 10, I decided to write a novel. I sat in a sheltered corner outside during recess, trying not to get hit by flying dodgeballs, and wrote in the awkward slant of an elementary school kid on looseleaf in a multi-coloured binder. It was a terrible story about ghosts and alternate realities which occupied 217 precious pages.
Later, I fancied myself a poet and, wearing the requisite combat boots, wrote angsty poetry riddled with metaphors that only a teenage mind could interpret.
I now have dreams of days spent writing at an antique desk in front of the French doors of my oceanfront home, the cool salty air playing with the tendrils of steam rising from my afternoon tea.
Sometimes I wonder if my love of writing is so intertwined with the idyllic scenarios that I wish it occurred in that I’m not quite sure whether I love the writing or love the possibility of writing from my perfectly appointed writing cave in my seaside mansion.
The reality is that I usually write during my lunch hour, interrupted every 3.2 seconds by emails pinging in and salad dressing/shirt emergencies, or late at night to the hush of the baby monitor, my fingers hammering out ideas before the inevitable “doggy? birdie? daddy?” emanates from upstairs, indicating that a snuggle back to sleep is required.
Occasionally, I am able to create the kind of atmosphere that reconnects me with that romanticized image of myself as a writer. The other day, after a beautiful yoga class, I took the long way to one of my favourite cafes, driving down a winding road by the ocean, passing through fog banks and dipping into fishing villages. When I got there I ordered a coffee and alternately typed away at a few blog posts and listened to customers’ conversations and watched their comings and goings. I left the cafe that day with a sigh of relief, feeling like I’d had at least one “perfect” writing day this month.
I guess the same thing happens each morning when I wish I could wake up to sun streaming magnanimously through my windows, birds chirping, and a few quiet moments with breakfast and a cup of tea before my adorable and cheerful baby (who obviously slept through the night) gives me a big hug and a kiss and we make it off to daycare on time. In reality, it’s raining and I’m in need of an espresso IV drip from being up at intervals throughout the night, and there’s egg on the floor and yogurt on my shirt and oatmeal on the dog, and we’re out of clean diapers. But, usually, I can grab a mason jar full of this muesli on my way out the door and bite through soft, grainy candied ginger and sweetly earthy coconut while I’m on my morning commute or checking emails at the office, and I’m able to grasp that sliver of perfection to start my day.
- 4 cups rolled oats
- 1 cup unsweetened or sweetened coconut flakes
- 1 cup slivered almonds
- 1 cup raisins
- 1 cup coarsely chopped candied ginger
- 1/4 cup ground flaxseed
- 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
- 1/2 teaspoon freshly grated nutmeg
- 1/4 teaspoon salt
- Preheat your oven to 350F. Spread the oats, coconut and almonds on a cookie sheet and toast until they are all golden brown. Remove from the oven and cool. Combine with the rest of the ingredients in a large bowl. Store in an air-tight container. Mason jars work great!
- You can prepare this muesli even as early as the night before. Just cover with milk and a bit of maple syrup or jam for sweetness and seal in an air-tight container. Or you can throw it together in the morning - I would just recommend letting the oats soak in the milk for 5-10 minutes before you eat them because it softens them a little.
10 comments on “To Perfect Mornings: Ginger Raisin Muesli”
Lovely post, friend. I do hope you get that view by the ocean…
Thank-you! Me too.
I hope your mum is feeling better! The muffins look fab, at any rate. Baking always saves the day.
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Jess, as long as I’ve known you, you have mentioned that this muesli was a staple breakfast in your home. I FINALLY made it last night and now I can see why. It’s delicious!! I snacked on it during a morning meeting and everyone was asking for the recipe. I didn’t have candied ginger, so will get that next time and I’m certain it will be even tastier. Thanks as always for the delicious inspiration (made your quinoa cakes and eggs last night too! Nom Nom).
I’m so glad you loved this! I actually love it for the very way that you ate it: I will often take it and eat it in the car on the way to work, or have half of it and then return to it a little bit later at my desk. I do tons of different version of it, with mini chocolate chips, raisins, chai spices, apple butter or jam on top…you can use your creativity!
Thanks for trying out my recipes!
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Made this tonight. So yummy for a quick dinner after grocery shopping! Ducked some honey on top, but jam sounds wonderful as well! Thank you for this recipe. 🙂
Haha I drizzled some honey. I definitely didn’t duck it. Thanks autocorrect!
So glad you enjoyed it, Amy! It’s definitely a standard in my repertoire too!
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