- Date: Sunday, August 12, 2007 -- 12pm
- Location: Somerville, MA
- Kitchen: Matty's Apartment
- Fellow Chef: Matt
- Dining Companions: Matty, Ricky, Ana, Wes, Glen, Genevieve, Alex, and Gunther
- Recipe Rating: B+
This is the last recipe from our brunch a couple weeks ago now. To say that there were mixed opinions about this muesli would be an enormous understatement. When trying to grade this recipe, there was drama. There was yelling, there was swearing, there were almost even tears. Granted most of the drama was a bit faked, but people did strongly disagree. There were two schools of thought. School A (including the loud opinions of Matty and me, amongst others) thought it was a delightful muesli, full of hearty oats, flavorful fruit and fruit juice, and creamy yogurt, all combined together to form something flavorful and delicious. School B (including Alex, Ana, Ricky and others) thought it was a mushy, disgusting mess. Complaints from school B included: there was way too much oatmeal, the fruit being shredded gave the whole thing the flavor of fruit which was eerie and unappealing since you couldn't actually see any fruit in it, etc... In summary, this seemed to be one of those dishes that you either loved or hated. I loved it. I love muesli. I thought this muesli was great. It wasn't visually appealing, I will acknowledge that, but muesli never is. I would have given it an A-, but clearly serving it to company isn't a good idea, since at least half of my brunch guests referred to it as "mush" the whole time, and refused to eat it.
There is no recipe for this one online.
Sorry for the blog silence this week. I am writing this from a beautiful house on the coast of Maine, which (aside from the lack of internet) is pretty much ideal. There is a Dunkin Donuts parking lot 20 miles away which seems to have internet, so I will hopefully make it there sometime in the next few days and post this.
In the meantime, I am sitting on the porch, elevated above the ocean on some enormous rocks, watching the waves crash against the coast. It is gorgeous! Karen commented this morning that looking out onto the ocean it is easy to feel like you are sitting on the edge of the world. The horizon is vast with blue seas as far as the eye can see. The week so far has been extremely relaxing: hiking, cooking, running, watching 90210 on DVD, sitting around the campfire, trying to speak French to 5 year-old Enzo who prefers French to English, sitting on rocks and staring out over the ocean, etc... In summary: it's been very nice. Even the ride up here, where we had five adults crammed into a very small Honda Civic hatchback, was fun. This afternoon everyone is out hiking. I stayed back to work on planning my class (I start teaching on Monday), and being here alone, in a huge house on the ocean, is the most peaceful I can remember feeling in a long time...