So, remember my comment yesterday that the b-nut squash isn't so good roasted in bigger chunks? It was waaay too soggy and really had a "squashy" taste rather than a sweet taste (like a sweet potato). I really didn't know what to do; I only ate about 1/3 of the squash yesterday. Joey forced some down and I put the rest in the fridge. So, I thought that I'd try adding it to oats and see if it improved any. Today, I packed some dry rolled oats (3/4 cup) with ground cinnamon, allspice, and cloves. I added some hot water (probably just 1 cup) and the (peeled) roasted b-nut. I also dumped in a couple of packets of Sugar in the Raw (not ideal, but it was the most natural option). The end result?
It may look a little weird, but it was actually pretty good. The squash was more pumpkin-y rather than squash-y, and it was really filling and satisfying. Now, I have two ways to eat the rest of my b-nut squashes:).
Then, at 1, I commenced "car-time." I didn't know if I'd feel like napping, so I took my knitting with me. I've finished the front, and so I needed to go back and knit the 8 inches up the back before seaming the top and then picking up for the sleeves. I got maybe five rows done and then tired of it and put it away. I'll probably work on it some more tonight, though!
Then, "car-knit" time turned into "car-book" time. I started on this:
It's our next assignment for Ethnic American Lit. It looks like it's going to shape up to be a good read. I read the first few pages, and then got tired, so I laid back with about 30 minutes left and had a little nap. I really do cherish that time to not be bothered. I think that, when it gets too cold to stay in the car, I'll probably have to save up so I can walk across to Caribou and sit in there for a while. It's just so nice to remind myself that there really is a world outside of the office, that beautiful things still happen and that the world is still turning out there. When you're in a cubicle all day, it's so easy to lose sight of that; you live by the clock, and without the ability to see much out a window, it's difficult to really get a grasp on the progression of the day. Sometimes I really wonder about American Society and the ideals that it has instilled in people.