DO NOT call my overnight oats gruel. I make mine with brotein shakes and they fucking rule.
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Overnight oats slap. I make mine with oat milk, which is an exciting meta. A bit of cinnamon sugar and vanilla sugar, some honey in the morning.
I like mine with chocolate brotein shakes instead of milk. Those go hard.
I am a daily oatmeal breakfast guy. It’s great for you and affordable. Definitely better for you than the egg, bacon, and pan fried potatoes. To each their own though, I would call people who eat oats peasants though lol
So it is oatmeal? The weirdest part is referring to it as "oats" then, we say the full name where I'm from like proper green-blooded Americans.
America: Land of the free, home of the brave. The richest nation in the world!
Also America: Gig economy so you can earn enough to stay off the streets or prison, where you can legally be made into a slave.
Lots of sweet overnight oats comments in here. Give savory overnight oats a try! 3/4 cup oats, 3/4 cup chicken broth/bone broth/etc. Throw some chili crisp in with some green onions, maybe even a fried egg. Can't go wrong.
Aight, I will not stand for overnight oats slander.
Shit is delicious. Get your toppings and sweetner right, try it again and then come back.
No peasant had strawberries, bananas or blueberries to fuck around with. They ain't had maple syrup or Greek yogurt in that shit. No one thought to make butter from peanuts (I know it's mostly butter, shhh) and add that in.
We had berries just growing everywhere along the streets and forests as a kid. Where the fuck did they go?
what do you mean it's mostly butter? even peanut butter with added oil/sugar/salt is still some 85% peanuts. Or do you mean simply that it had a high fat content?
Can’t they make peanut butter where they don’t add anything at all? Like just peanuts?
Unsalted natural peanut butter is just roasted peanuts. Salted natural peanut butter is just peanuts and salt. The oil is just from the peanuts, not added.
No mix peanut butter is the same but with palm oil and usually whichever sweeteners are cheapest. Palm oil hardens at room temperature and keeps the peanut oil from separating.
They do! But the oil separates and you have to stir it first. And it needs to be refrigerated after opening.
Convenience, whether it's for the producer or consumer, got us again.
Fairly sure that seasonal berries would have been on the menu.
Honey as a sweetener seems viable
Greek yoghurt seems pretty likely anywhere cows were milked
Hey man overnight oats are delicious!
I'm interested but know nothing about overnight oats. Are they special oats, or just the usual oats and it's about the cooking/prep?
It's so easy. It's easier than making hot oats. I use small jars. Half a cup of rolled oats out of a bag. Half a cup of oat milk maybe a bit of salt, vanilla sugar. Leave it in the fridge overnight. In the morning, delicious cold oats. Great summer breakfast. Takes seconds to prepare.
Throw some oatmeal in a bowl with milk (or water) and leave it overnight. Then throw in some fruit and other things to make it tasty. It is actually quite good and very quick.
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I knew what you meant but this was a funny juxtaposition.
That's a silly thing to say.
Peasants have land.
Pretty sure they usually worked/lived on the land owned by lords, no?
"Peasant" was basically a farmer. Some peasants had land, many didn't. If you were a tenant farmer not only did you not own the land, in many cases the land owned you. In many cases you were born on the land and you "rented" it from the manor lord. That meant that you were allowed to grow crops on that land, but you owed the lord for letting you use his land. You'd pay that back with shares of your crop and/or labour on his crops. In return, he was responsible for defending you... but that meant he'd conscript you into his army and you'd fight the invaders.
If you didn't like that deal, too bad, if you were a villein you couldn't leave the land without the lord's permission. You weren't a slave exactly, but you weren't free to go find work elsewhere.
There were peasants who did own land, but it wasn't common. The equivalent today would be if you rented from a landlord, but you had to use a uber-jobs app that required you to do odd jobs for your landlord for free for 1-2 days a week.
Overnight oats are fine. The tiny home shit gets to me.
I'm a tiny home dweller. It helps to be a small-statured nimble foldable person who never outgrew the thrill of having sleepovers in a fort, which I am. Now imagine the added thrill of having no mortgage, no rent, no utilities payments, debt-free, every dime I earn is mine to keep & spend as I wish, it's all pretty great.
That's awesome if it works for you, especially if it's your choice. I'm sure the stature helps tremendously.
What I don't like is single families competing with corporations for homes and driving the prices up to unaffordable levels, and then being fed all these videos about how we should cram ourselves into smaller and smaller boxes just so we could keep a buck we earn.
It's the same principle with buying a house. Once you own, your savings increases. Except I have a full sized washer and dryer with more leg room.
Honestly oats are one of my favorite foods though, I have binge eaten massive quantities of them before. I think I may have been a horse in a former life.
I've lived in both a large house and a tiny apartment, and there is just something super appealing about living somewhere that you can understand at a glance.
The only thing I didn't like about tiny studio apartments was the inevitable lack of noise isolation.
Now, my dream is to live in a house that probably is just a little too big to qualify as "tiny," but the house is on a decent piece of land. Basically a nice cabin in the woods sort of house, but without the horror movie connotation.
and? i love me some gruel. get some cinnamon, a little bit of coffee, some weed and some hatred, that's a good breakfast there
I identify with one-third of those things.