I make a lot of granola. Like a lot, a lot. My husband eats a bowlful every morning with yogurt. Me, I just eat it by the handful. I’ve tried yogurt, I’ve tried milk and eating it like a cereal, even topped with bourbon peaches. But for whatever reason, I’ve never craved granola in the morning. It’s more of an after-the-gym or late night snack for me.
I’ve literally been obsessed with coconut lately. I really don’t know what started the trend, but these days I just can’t get enough. Coconut milk smoothies in the morning, rich, coconut tapioca for snacking, creamy curries for dinner and coconut macaroons for dessert.
Last month, when I reviewed my week’s Secret Recipe Club reveal posts, it dawned on me that I was doing something wrong. Two beautiful granola recipes were among the collection. Both full of flavor, crunch and simple as could be. It was then I realized: I was doing granola all wrong.
Brooklyn Locavore 