Zeal’s favorite place for breakfast in Eugene (other than at home, which he usually prefers – but this mama just LOVES going out for breakfast) is the quaint little café called Morning Glory.
So he was truly delighted when, just as he was waking up from our early morning ride home, we stumbled upon this wonderful little gem of a restaurant in Ashland, Oregon.
Well, I am an oatmeal-for-breakfast kind of girl. I eat it most mornings with a predictable combination of flax seeds, walnuts, cinnamon, raisins, molasses, and a touch of agave. I love my little morning ritual of a breakfast, usually eaten in the dark, quiet, early morning hours before the world awakens or the newspaper even arrives. Still, I’ve been wanting to spice it up a bit and haven’t yet had the kick in the oats to do so. Well, I have found my inspiration.
On the menu at the Ashland Morning Glory is this little pot of gold: Moroccan Oatmeal.
Now, the waiter wouldn't dare to give up the recipe, but I am pretty sure it had some combination of the following: turmeric, cinnamon, nutmeg, dried apricots, walnuts, and cloves. I'll be working on my version n the coming weeks and will update you on my progress.
So we sat and talked and ate and laughed...
And enjoyed the wonderful, quirky, and artful atmosphere, together!
And I’m now inspired to somehow find room to paint this haiku (by one of Zeal's favorite poets, Basho) on my kitchen wall.