Mornings in my house often start with: “Mama, yogut and ganowa!” That’s the sound of my R-challenged two year old calling out for his breakfast.
He’s looking for yogurt and granola. And not the kind of granola you buy in a box or from a bulk bin, or even in a fancied-up super expensive bag from the farmers’ market. No siree, my kid is looking for mama’s homespun made-from-scratch cereal. Continue Reading →