Flashback Friday… on a Thursday!

Hello there, and happy Friday!  (After I hit publish I realised that it’s actually Thursday!  Doh).

Today I have decided to jump on the “Flashback Friday” bandwagon.  Last summer I had plenty of time for baking, and so many of my posts had recipes in.  Since it’s been a while since I featured any baking on the blog I thought this recipe and post deserved a revisit from 27th July 2010.  Hope you enjoy x

A morning’s journey to destination flapjacks

Today I have been awake since 4:30am, thanks to my digestive system, so it seemed fitting to write another morning post.

4:30am my stomach wakes me up with cramps.  I lie there for 15 mins trying to ignore it but then my mind comes alive with reasons as to why my stomach may not be settling.  Tom thinks I’m being impatient and should expect it to take a good week to be back to “normal”.  I, on the other hand, do not have the time for this to be the case- it doesn’t fit in with my holiday plans!

4:45am comes by and I come to the conclusion that I may as well get up.  I stumble out of bed, put the kettle on, and do what every other blogger probably does- turn the computer on to check emails and see if anything exceptionally exciting or noteworthy has happened in the last 8 hours or so.

The kettle’s boiled, my tea is brewing and my computer has loaded up.  I check my emails, twitter, facebook.  Nothing life-changing has happened.  My tea finishes brewing, I plonk myself in front of the computer screen, sip my tea, and groggily browse through my google reader whilst wondering what I’m going to do with the extra time suddenly before me.

As my cup of tea comes close to an end, I sit back from the computer screen and watch my surrounding world come to life.  It’s a grey morning, and the sun is trying its damnest to break through the clouds but with little result.  I sip the final drips of my tea and decide to set the right intentions for the day by practising yoga.  I’ve been stressed the last few days- angry and frustrated with my recent glutening.  I don’t want to hold on to this state anymore.  I sneak into our bedroom, where Tom is softly snoring, to grab my yoga mat; always mindful of any breaks in his snoring which could signal that I’ve woken him up.  I haven’t.

I’m back in our living room.  I move our coffee table to one side to make room for my yoga mat in our cramped living space.  I sit in sukhasana, facing our living room window where the view overlooks the city.  As I gaze over the cityscape I can see our beautiful and green plant out of the corner of my eye, reminding me of the vibrancy of life.  On the opposite side to the plant, the candles I have lit softly flicker, giving out their gentle glow.

I prepare myself for my practice and try to quieten my mind.  In doing so, my dad’s recent blog post springs to mind.  He speaks of his frustrations in his Christian life and how he’s currently haunted by the verse in John 15:5 “…apart from me you can do nothing.”.  This challenging verse provides comfort and reminds me to seek strength outside of myself and relinquish control.  This doesn’t come naturally nor easily to me.  As I reflect on the verse, I give my concerns to God and dedicate my practice to Him before beginning my flow of asanas.  For the next 20 minutes I lose myself in my practice.  I find peace and strength through each pose, whilst being reminded to honour my body and what it can do in each moment.

Once my practice is over, I roll away my mat and make myself another cup of tea.  This time, while the kettle is brewing, I stand in the kitchen and wait patiently.  As I do so, I imagine what kind of sights and smells I would like to wake up to.  Baking.  The smell of something sweet and comforting being created in the oven.  Something that will kindly bring you to after a night’s sleep , instead of the jolt of caffeine or the pounding drops of the water from the shower on your head.  I make a mental scan of the contents of our cupboards, which will determine if and what I can bake.  Flapjacks.  I can bake flapjacks.  During this process I somehow managed to go through the motions of making a cup of tea, which is now ready.  I wonder over to my laptop to browse for some flapjack recipes.  In my distractedness I scold my lips on the boiling ginger tea.  After a quick google search, I have found a recipe to work with.

Flapjacks for Tom

170g Pure sunflower margarine
170g golden granulated sugar
225g Nairns GF oats
handful of fresh blueberries, larger ones chopped in half
handful of dessiccated coconut, and extra for sprinkling

Preheat oven to 180C and prepare a square baking tin- lining it with greaseproof paper.

Melt the margarine in a saucepan over a moderate heat.  Once melted, remove from the hob and add the rest of the ingredients.  Stir to combine.  Pour into the prepared baking tin, flatten with the back of a spoon and sprinkle over some more coconut.

Bake in the oven for 25 mins or until golden.  Once done remove from the oven and mark into slices.

Leave to cool in the tin before removing.

A sweet, comforting breakfast treat.  Enjoy. xxx

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4 thoughts on “Flashback Friday… on a Thursday!

  1. I loved reading this post! It was beautifully written and I do love flapjacks! Lucky Tom, what a lovely smell to wake up to.

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  2. Sounds like a lovely morning, minus the stomach pains. Flapjacks look delicious!

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  3. Reblogged this on Michael's Origins and commented:
    Danny reblog one part of this site earlier so I grabbed my shovel and dug and when I saw this recipe for Blueberry flapjacks, I was surprised to find something different! Check it out!

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