I was trying to do overnight oats like
everybody some people does, you know, like how you soak those thick rolled oats in cold water overnight and have it with milk/nuts/muesli/whatever the f*** it is…
I didn’t do it for breakfast though. I did it for dinner. I soaked the oats in water in the morning and come back to have it for dinner. So technically it was more like overday oats for me…
I lasted 2 weeks before throwing in the towel. Two f**king weeks! Two weeks is two weeks too long for me to persevere in fact!
It was horrible. It was disgusting. I don’t know how people do it. Or maybe it is just me. I really cannot stand having cold food as a main meal. To me, cold food means dessert. You know, like… cold cakes or ice cream or cold drinks. The main dish itself needs to be hot or at least warm.
The thing is, I was left with half a packet of those thick oats. Those are no good as instant oats. They need to be boiled and cooked. Or soaked overnight.
So I went and got myself a small jar of secret weapon…
The following week (which was last week), dinners were boiled oats with above-mentioned secret weapon, with veggie and chili and garlic and minced pork.
It was hot and tasty so it was better. Much much better.
Now that I think about it, isn’t this what white people call… porridge?
I’m sorry, I’m just not used to calling this porridge. Porridge to Malaysian Chinese means rice porridge, or what you guys call congee. This pile of oats, is called… oatmeal? Boiled oats? What is it called? 🙄