But, half the fun of making porridge is the stirring, I think. Toil and trouble, boil and bubble. Nobody wants to feel the oats stick to the bottom of the saucepan, nobody wants that.
Feel it get thicker against your stir. Watch it absorb the water, before your eyes. See it turn from a bunch of ingredients, into something in itself. Stirring constantly, that's how it goes.
What is Sam thinking, pffffff. It is all about the stirring, round and around. The challenge is to not let it stick to the base of the pan. That is the game, here. So, the metal spoon may scrape against the metal base, that is just how it goes.
Sultanas cooked in the porridge, are like popping fruit. Then Bananas, honey, strawberries, blueberries and warm milk warmed by the coffee machine, as the time it takes to make the porridge, is the same time is takes to make two coffees, are added one by one.
The warm milk is a warm hug for the oats, as the porridge warms you through like an inner glow. Honey from the bees turns it to a sweet harmony. The bananas are smooth and the strawberries are tart, and the blueberries add colour like nothing else.
It fills me up creamy and smooth, and all the stirring is worth it in the end, despite what some may say.
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