Sunday, January 25, 2009

On Oatmeal

Let me just begin by admitting that I do, in fact, love oatmeal. My friends take great pleasure in recalling a (greatly exaggerated) tale of me running into a burning building to save my oatmeal. The building was not burning, its was more of a smolder, and I was mainly going for my lap top, the oatmeal was just a bonus. Also, it is worth noting that this was no ordinary oatmeal. This was the legendary San Jose State oatmeal. This was the reason I would sign up for early morning classes, why I always kept a few dollars in my pocket, and why my blood pressure is so well regulated.

Since graduation, I have not had the opportunity to enjoy this fluffy, delicious treat. I have tried to recreate it, always to my disappointment. So, you can imaging my delight when I noticed Starbucks Coffee advertising their new breakfast menu, featuring Perfect Oatmeal. If SJSU's oatmeal was great, then you can imagine my expectations of an oatmeal that was self-proclaimed as "perfect."

After trying their so-called Perfect Oatmeal, I must say that it does not quite live up to the high standard that Starbucks set for it. (There is always the possibility that they did not know about the SJSU oatmeal before they decided to call theirs perfect.) However, despite not being perfect, it is still a pretty good bowl of oatmeal and just like SJSU's it is impossible to recreate at home.

The secret, I believe, is in the oats themselves. Determined to discover the secret, I emailed Starbucks and asked where their oats came from.

Much to my disappointment, the response was a disheartening, "Unfortunately we are unable to provide information regarding our vendors and manufacturers due to contractual obligations ensuring confidentiality."

Now, what was once a fleeting curiosity, has become a genuine interest. Where do these oats come from? I intend to find out...

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