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It’s weird how I remembered to make my oats the other night after a few drinks but not last night. I’m really starting to crave the cool taste of the yogurt in my mouth with the crunchiness of the oats and the sweetness of the fruits. A few weeks ago the sunflower seed butter on an English muffin with banana was my kryptonite; this week it’s definitely the overnight oats.

Theodora Blanchfield

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