A few years back, my mother gave me a coffee grinder as a Christmas gift. Great present, I love coffee and require a great deal of it to wake myself up every morning. Very sweet, Mom.
I never use it. I know, I know, but it’s just one more step in the morning and I have enough trouble as it is getting myself looking somewhat presentable and out the door.
So how was it that I was able to bake pre-lunch shift yesterday, if I can’t even come up with the time to deal with whole bean coffee in the morning? I was wearing clean, matching socks AND carrying a loaf of maple-oat bread when I arrived (on time, even!) at work.
This oatmeal quick bread is that quick. It’s hardly more trouble than grinding coffee and doesn’t require an electric mixer so it’s a whole lot quieter, too. It’s pleasantly nutty and chewy and tastes a little bit like pancakes made over a campfire, thanks to the smokey Scotch whiskey and maple syrup.
















