Oats are a big thing in my house. Mark eats them every morning – usually soaked overnight in yoghurt with nuts and berries added – and Lexi eats them cooked with peanut butter, cinnamon and a portion of fruit. I’m not really a sweet breakfast person…I can wake up and eat a spoon of Bovril. On its own.
What makes a pancake a pancake and thus not a flapjack? To answer this most divisive of questions, I turned to the most obvious source of validation in the 21st century – instagram. For what is collective social definition if not a hashtag?
Recently I discovered how to make bircher muesli, or Breakfast for the Unashamedly Lazy. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day for many reasons – it boosts your metabolism for meals ahead, balances blood sugar, yada yada nutrition lecture.
My latest obsession is smoothie bowls. Smoothies are the shit – they’re easy to make, great for carrying around the house as you’re running late, trying to put on your make-up with one hand and eat brekkie with the other (I can’t imagine having to sit down and eat eggs on toast, what are the chances) and you get a nutrition-packed punch first thing in the morning.
This slice of raw carrot cake was my mid-morning snack for today, delish! I put the following ingredients into my food processor: 1 carrot 2 tbsp protein powder 2 tbsp pecan nuts 3 tbsp Greek yoghurt 1 tsp cinnamon 1 tsp raw honey 1-2 tbsp oat milk (optional, if mixture is too thick).
Breakfast is the meal of champions they say, so I’m always curious about people who claim that a cup of coffee in the morning is enough. I’m not so sure gold medals are won on caffeine alone… erythropoietin maybe, but not just caffeine (sorry not sorry Lance Armstrong).
Oats are a big thing in my house. Mark eats them every morning – usually soaked overnight in yoghurt with nuts and berries added – and Lexi eats them cooked with peanut butter, cinnamon and a portion of fruit. I’m not really a sweet breakfast person…I can wake up and eat a spoon of Bovril. On its own.
What makes a pancake a pancake and thus not a flapjack? To answer this most divisive of questions, I turned to the most obvious source of validation in the 21st century – instagram. For what is collective social definition if not a hashtag?
Recently I discovered how to make bircher muesli, or Breakfast for the Unashamedly Lazy. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day for many reasons – it boosts your metabolism for meals ahead, balances blood sugar, yada yada nutrition lecture.
My latest obsession is smoothie bowls. Smoothies are the shit – they’re easy to make, great for carrying around the house as you’re running late, trying to put on your make-up with one hand and eat brekkie with the other (I can’t imagine having to sit down and eat eggs on toast, what are the chances) and you get a nutrition-packed punch first thing in the morning.
This slice of raw carrot cake was my mid-morning snack for today, delish! I put the following ingredients into my food processor: 1 carrot 2 tbsp protein powder 2 tbsp pecan nuts 3 tbsp Greek yoghurt 1 tsp cinnamon 1 tsp raw honey 1-2 tbsp oat milk (optional, if mixture is too thick).
Breakfast is the meal of champions they say, so I’m always curious about people who claim that a cup of coffee in the morning is enough. I’m not so sure gold medals are won on caffeine alone… erythropoietin maybe, but not just caffeine (sorry not sorry Lance Armstrong).
