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Blueberry Baked Oatmeal — For the Batches That Don’t Go as Planned

Mother's Day. I cooked for Mom. The whole deal. I went to the Cape Cod on Sunday morning with grocery bags and took over her kitchen and made her sit down, which she fought — Linda Kowalski does not sit down in her own kitchen — but I said, "Mom, it's Mother's Day, sit," and she sat, though she kept trying to get up to "just check on" things. I made her favorite: Babcia's bigos. Hunter's stew. It takes hours. Sauerkraut, fresh cabbage, kielbasa, smoked bacon, dried mushrooms, prunes, tomato paste, a splash of red wine. You layer everything in a big pot and let it simmer until the apartment smells like a Polish forest in autumn. Babcia used to make it for every holiday, every name day, every time someone was sad. It was her cure-all. "Eat bigos," she'd say. "Everything is better after bigos." Mom cried. Obviously. She cries at everything these days — good things, sad things, medium things. "It tastes like hers," she said, and I said, "It tastes close," because I'm honest about my cooking even when honesty is hard. But close was enough for Mom. Close was everything. Dad ate three bowls. After dinner, he fell asleep on the couch watching 60 Minutes, which is his Sunday tradition. Mom and I did dishes together and she told me about the old photos she found — she's making an album. Photos of Babcia in the kitchen, at church, at picnics in the park. Babcia at Mom's wedding. Babcia holding me as a baby, both of us squinting at the camera. I asked for that one and Mom said, "I already made you a copy." At the brewery, Helen's Wheat is fermenting beautifully. I checked the gravity — it's right on schedule. Another week and I can do a preliminary taste. My hands are literally shaking with anticipation, which is ridiculous for a twenty-one-year-old man but here we are. I've been experimenting with Babcia's sweet pierogi this week — the ones with farmer's cheese and blueberry. They were always my favorite. The filling is tricky — the farmer's cheese has to be dry enough that it doesn't make the dough soggy, and the blueberries have to be folded in gently so they don't burst. My first batch this week was... okay. The cheese was too wet. The blueberries bled purple into the filling, which tasted fine but looked like a medical condition. I'll try again next week with better-drained cheese. Also: the Brewers are 22-14 and I am cautiously, dangerously, probably-going-to-get-hurt-but-I-don't-care optimistic.

So the blueberry pierogi are still a work in progress — the filling looked like something out of an ER textbook and the cheese was too wet and honestly I need another week before I try again. But all those blueberries I’d bought weren’t going to eat themselves, and after spending Mother’s Day morning making bigos from scratch, I wanted something simple and warm for the rest of the week. This blueberry baked oatmeal is what I turned to: no fussy dough, no draining farmer’s cheese, just a pan of something sweet that fills the apartment with a smell almost as good as Babcia’s kitchen.

Blueberry Baked Oatmeal

Prep Time: 10 minutes | Cook Time: 35 minutes | Total Time: 45 minutes | Servings: 6

Ingredients

  • 2 cups old-fashioned rolled oats
  • 1/3 cup packed brown sugar
  • 1 teaspoon baking powder
  • 1 teaspoon cinnamon
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • 1 3/4 cups milk (whole or 2%)
  • 1 large egg
  • 3 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 1 1/2 cups fresh blueberries, divided
  • 2 tablespoons turbinado sugar, for topping

Instructions

  1. Preheat oven. Heat oven to 375°F. Grease an 8x8-inch baking dish with butter or cooking spray.
  2. Mix dry ingredients. In a large bowl, stir together oats, brown sugar, baking powder, cinnamon, and salt.
  3. Combine wet ingredients. In a separate bowl, whisk together milk, egg, melted butter, and vanilla extract until smooth.
  4. Assemble. Pour the wet mixture into the dry mixture and stir until just combined. Gently fold in 1 cup of the blueberries. Transfer to the prepared baking dish and scatter the remaining 1/2 cup of blueberries on top. Sprinkle with turbinado sugar.
  5. Bake. Bake for 33–38 minutes, until the top is golden and set and the edges are lightly browned. A toothpick inserted in the center should come out clean.
  6. Cool and serve. Let cool for 5 minutes before serving. Serve warm with a splash of cold milk or a dollop of Greek yogurt.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 265 | Protein: 7g | Fat: 9g | Carbs: 41g | Fiber: 3g | Sodium: 190mg

Jake Kowalski
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Jake Kowalski
Week 111 of Jake’s 30-year story · Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Jake is a twenty-nine-year-old brewery worker, newlywed, and proud Polish-American from Milwaukee's Bay View neighborhood. He didn't start cooking until his grandmother Babcia Helen passed away and left behind a stack of grease-stained recipe cards. Now he makes pierogi from scratch, smokes meats on a balcony smoker his landlord pretends not to notice, and writes for guys who want to cook good food but don't know a roux from a rub.

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