I can’t stand the looks of oatmeal, and yet a bowl of it with buttered toast makes me feel so much comfort.
I think it goes back to my childhood. Whenever I was sick, my parents would make this for me to eat. My dad would jokingly call it “gruel”. Back then, I’d either eat it without looking into the bowl, or I’d keep my eyes closed.
Now, instead of eating it plain (plain for me equals a bit of brown sugar & a sliver of butter & sometimes a splash of cream), I’ll add in fruit (& sometimes pecans) to make it a bit more appetizing.
Can you eat oatmeal without “dressing it up”?