March 19, 2010

Happens Every Year

My granola bars didn't quite hold together, so I crumbled them into a mason jar and now I have lots of granola ready for breakfast next week. I absolutely never eat granola in the winter--I'm craving it's warm cousin oatmeal instead. The fact that granola is starting to look good to me again is as sure a sign of Spring in my apartment as the daffodils and tulips coming up outside.

Have a wonderful weekend!

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