I have wonderful parents, but I know, deeply, that they have scarred me in two ways:
1. They never let me have a dog
2. They never let me eat sugary cereal
In our house, the morning cereal routine was Grape Nuts drizzled with a little honey or sprinkled with cinnamon. At ten years old, that was about as appetizing as a bowl of kitty litter (the texture was about the same, too).
I remember going over to my friends’ houses and throwing open their pantry doors to reveal vast treasure troves of Fruity Pebbles, Cap’n Crunch, Lucky Charms, Cocoa Puffs, Golden Grahams, and my all-time favorite Rice Krispie Treat Cereal—not to be confused with its lamer, dowdier cousin (regular old) Rice Krispies.
Much like ice cream flavors, I could never pick just one. So, I spent loads of time (and calories) devising the perfect combination of cereals: Golden Grahams on top of Corn Pops on top of Frosted Mini Wheat creates an unparalleled flavor-texture combination, and Rice Krispie Treat cereal is even better in the milk-chocolaty wake of Cocoa Puffs.
But over the years, deprived as I was of a daily and deliciously anti-nutritious bowl of (almost) pure sugar, I got used to Grape Nuts, Cheerios, and All Bran, and inevitably used less and less honey. (In retrospect, I am thankful for this, but don’t tell my parents because I need a few more years to play the ‘I was so deprived’ card.)
And then one morning I tried to read all the ingredients on the back of the Raisin Bran box…and failed. So, I switched to organic cereal. And then I started paying for my own groceries, and realized that 12 ounces of the cereal that I like costs about $4.00 and lasts maaaaaybe a week. Now that really puts the ‘gold’ in Golden Grahams.
So, I’ve resolved to make my own cereal. Who knows if it will actually be cheaper once I buy oats and nuts and dried fruit, but its bound to taste better, and I can sweeten it (or not sweeten it) just the way I like it.
I am starting with this granola, but please pass along any good recipes you have. I am fickle about food—in other words, I get obsessed with one thing for a while and then leave it behind—so I am going to need options!