I've had a horrible morning. I won't bore you with it, but there was a cop ringing my doorbell incessantly this morning. I tried to keep the pillow over my head to ignore it. Don't worry, I didn't do anything bad, I'm not that kinda girl.
I turned to one of Otis's favorite breakfasts to cheer myself up – quinoa cooked with milk and agave syrup, topped with sliced bananas, cinnamon and honey. Indulgent, yes. Earthy-crunchy? Kind of. But really, really yummy. Like oatmeal, but with better texture.