There isn’t a single bad thing (oil, sugar, refined flour, etc.) in these cookies, so go ahead…have 2 or 3 for breakfast!
BANANA OATMEAL COOKIES
Yield: about 2 dozen
2 cups oats
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon cinnamon
4 medium overripe bananas
1/4 cup sunflower seeds
1/4 cup raisins or currants
Preheat the oven to 350ºF. Line a baking sheet with parchment and spray with nonstick spray.
Use a high-powered blender or food processor to blend the oats into flour. Pour the oat flour into a mixing bowl and add the baking soda and cinnamon.
Put the peeled, overripe bananas into the blender or food processor and blend until completely smooth. Add to the oat mixture along with the sunflower seeds and raisins or currants, and mix until well combined.
Place spoonfuls of the cookie dough on the baking sheet. Bake 12-13 minutes. (They should be brown on the bottom and springy, like banana bread.) Cool cookies on a wire rack and store in an airtight container.
Nick and I were on babysitting duty this morning, while Anne and Mike were busy with work commitments. When we couldn’t get into the kids’ workshop at Mokbaks (sold-out), we went to Petsmart. It’s kind of like the zoo only better because it’s free, you can see everything in about 30 minutes, and there are lots of dogs and cats to pet.
The whole ride home Ronan regaled us with stories about his two new dogs – Batman and Sam – which were coming home on Tuesday. Then they would race the cats. Who will win? The dogs will win; then the kitties will win.
Today marks the 25th anniversary of the Challenger explosion. I was only 10 years old when this happened, but certainly old enough to intuit how important our space program was. Sending people into space was difficult and ambitious, yet demonstrably achievable. It was a well-spring of “can do” spirit that reinforced a pervasive tendency toward confidence and optimism in our society.
Although I couldn’t have articulated it at the time, I understood that the explosion destroyed more than the lives of the astronauts. It destroyed some of our faith in what we could accomplish.
I was waiting at the Bellevue P&R for a friend this evening when the sun sank below the clouds and turned cotton balls into an impressionist’s cotton candy. When I pulled out my camera to take a shot, two bus drivers, who had been chatting with each other, asked me what I was taking a picture of. When I pointed at the sky they got very quiet and stared.
It made me realize that the 365 Project (and having a camera with me at all times) is teaching me to look for beauty in the everyday.