22/09/2026
Why I love porridge so much.
It sounds like such a simple thing, and I suppose it is. But porridge has been one of the most consistent acts of care I give myself, and it started long before I understood why.
My mum and I have made it together for years. It became a ritual before it became a recipe, something about the warmth of it, the slowness of it, the way it asks you to actually stand in the kitchen for a few minutes before the day takes over.
What I love most is that everything in my version is doing something; each ingredient has a job. The whole thing is designed to carry you through to lunch with steady, even energy, with no crash, no craving, no reaching for something you’ll regret by 11 am. It is warming and filling and genuinely comforting in the way that only a bowl of something properly made can be.
I’ve shared the full recipe in ‘I Love You to the Fridge & Back,’ along with everything that’s in it and why. There’s also a tip in there for making a big batch of the dry ingredients in advance so that each morning all you need to do is add the milk, fresh ginger, and berries, warm it through, and you’re done.
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