So the husband was commenting that he seems to develop headaches mid morning every Sunday (“It’s because you don’t want to do your calculus homework” I helpfully suggested). Lo and behold, around 11 a.m., I noticed that I was developing a bit of throbbing around the temples.
So we took inventory. Caffeine consumption same as usual? Check. Too much alcohol last night? Nope. (We each had a rather divine Deschutes Brewery Black Butte Porter with dinner, and an ounce of Godiva liqueur while watching “The Informant!” That was our sum total of alcohol consumption for the week, since we’ve both found that even moderate alcohol intake just doesn’t work when you spend every evening studying.)
Then it occurred to us…water! That magical beverage of champions. We both drink plenty on weekdays, but get thrown off schedule on the weekend. We both drank some yesterday, but not nearly enough. Don’t let this happen to you. Drink up! Your pancreas will thank you.
I drank more water. It did help. Of course, I think the full-tilt, all-pistons-firing 5-mile walk didn’t hurt either.
So, what’s the “one more”? It’s oatmeal pancakes!
I’ve been meaning to try this recipe for a while, and finally did. It was so delicious, I can hardly stand it. (Quote from husband: “Wow! This is a great recipe!”) It’s pretty high on the starchy carb front (and I know some people will faint when they see it has a stick of butter in it), but it has whole grains (oats), and only a half-cup of flour. I see this recipe as a maybe once-a-month Sunday breakfast treat that I can feel pretty good about nutritionally while my tastebuds do a happy dance.
The recipe is by way of my favorite food blogger, Orangette, aka Molly Wizenberg. She posts less frequently than she once did, since opening a restaurant with her husband, but that makes each post more priceless, in my opinion. She also has a lovely book, “A Homemade Life: Stories and Recipes from My Kitchen Table,” which I highly recommend if you have any interest in food/memoir writing at all. The recipes scattered through the book are clearly lovingly chosen. I’ve made a handful of them, and each one was a winner. Oh, she also has an equally fine monthly column in Bon Appetit magazine.