"Please, sir, I want some more."

"So, they established the rule that all poor people should have the alternative to (for they would compel nobody, not they), of being starved by a gradual process in the house, or by a quick one out of it. With this view, they contracted with the water-works to lay on an unlimited supply of water; and with a corn-factor to supply periodically small quantities of oatmeal; and issued three meals of thin gruel a day, with an onion twice a week, and half a roll on Sundays."  -- Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist

I have a love-hate relationship with Dickens but a post about oatmeal is sort of crying out for a reference to Oliver Twist.  I don't think that you could call my oatmeal gruel though (which, as I understand, wasn't precisely oatmeal).  I made cinnamon apples with all of the apples that we picked when my mom and dad were here exactly for the purpose of putting them on my oatmeal with a big dollop of Greek yogurt.  Maybe I should turn this into the Greek yogurt blog, I'm starting to feel like I'm advertising for them.  These are steel cut oats because the Safeway by my house, where I bought them, doesn't have much of a selection.  Steel cut oats are "the best" and apparently they're a little bit better in terms of "cleaning you out" but I tend to prefer rolled oats.  It's a texture thing . . . but I'll eat and enjoy both of them all winter long.  I can't really think of a better winter breakfast.