Breakfast Musings: Blueberries with Yogurt & Granola

I usually prefer to buy fruits and vegetables in-season, proven by my recent love affair with local apples.

However, I’m also stubborn and if I’m craving something, I want it now, not in six months when it’s available on the cart at the farmer’s market. Which so happened a few days ago, with blueberries.

When I get busy, sometimes some of my priorities get lost in the shuffle, like working out daily or doing my laundry once a week (I can go two until I start to run low on essentials like socks and underwear but my hamper gets really, really full).

I let things slide – dust bunnies might pop up on my shelves, the shawl I’ve been knitting since July goes untouched for days. But the one thing I rarely forget to do is eat.

I think that for a single twenty-something, “cooking” is a pretty relative term. A coworker and I have been debating recently what it means to cook dinner.

Her version of cooking is anything that doesn’t fall into the categories of take-out or delivery and I tend to agree.

Cooking can mean making something from scratch with fresh ingredients and hours spent chopping, marinating and braising.

It can also mean mixing a bag of frozen vegetables into al dente pasta and sprinkling it with shredded parmesan cheese. Both versions can produce an equally satisfying meal.

I’ve talked before about breakfast typically being a grab-and-go meal.

On the weekends, I usually envision myself having the time to languish over a long breakfast with a book, or brunch out with friends, but when I have the time, often I don’t have the right ingredients for something I’ve been wanting to try like Pumpkin Pancakes or even simple French Toast.

This weekend was one of those weekends, where I stood in front of my open fridge and cabinets (a bad habit I have) and stared at all of the ingredients I didn’t have, all the while thinking about how much I didn’t want to put on real clothes and walk to the corner market in the rain to buy maple syrup or buttermilk.

When my eye caught sight of an almost empty bag of granola, I decided to throw together something simple: a combination of plain greek yogurt, surprisingly fresh-tasting blueberries (considering that they’re out of season!) and Chappaqua crunch granola, which is so good but inspired me to want to make my own.

Topped with honey, you never would have known it was a last resort.

What are your favorite weekend breakfast treats? Do you splurge on big meals or do you prefer to keep it simple?