I love my husband. I really do. Sometimes he can be a big baby though. He didn't like my oatmeal soaked in 54 day old raw milk. So I had this LARGE bowl of oatmeal to find a home for this weekend. (I was actually trying to get rid of the milk, as it'd soured a little. I couldn't very well throw away the milk and the oatmeal!) What better time to attempt to make fried mush. I'd seen the recipe in Nourishing Traditions, but the name just ewwed me out. (It's not like fermented fish heads or anything.) I like my food to have a little more character than fried mush.
Anywho. I dove it this morning and it was sooo good! I took about a cup's worth of leftover cooked oatmeal, mixed in an egg, and fried it in butter. O. M. G. It was like an oatmeal pancake. Then for dinner, because I forgot to marinate the lamb (whoopsie!) Mark made macaroni and cheese from a box, and I made some more fried oatmeal. I used coconut oil instead of butter this time, and added maple syrup. It was just like a pancake. I suggest you try some. Soon.