How to cook in a foreign country when you never did in America!

Well I may be kicking myself for this one, but when you go to a college with the number one meal plan in America, you don't try and compete with your culinary skills. Until this point in my life I have always had a meal plan (also known as a mother) to make sure I am eating right. So, this morning I attempted to experiment. The plan was to cook oatmeal (because instant does not exist here) and broccoli (because I am poor and love veggies.) Of course I decided to do this on the day that Google and Wikipedia are blacking out their websites, so I can honestly say this was all a shot in the dark. See what I just did there?


Now down to business.. I chopped up a broccoli tree, we don't have measuring cups here so I just eyed a water level that was about 1/3 of the amount of broccoli. I covered that baby and let her steeaaam. I need all the nutrients I can get when my main diet on weekends are doner kabobs.

Side note: I would really appreciate if someone would send me liquid pepto bismol

I put the oatmeal in water that had it all soaked and put it on low heat. Next time I think I will add more water and let it cook longer. Also, I will add WAY more sugar and cinnamon or attempt to cook some sort of bread so I never have to look at non-instant oatmeal again.

The poor, tasteless, flavorless investment I made.

Some butter, cinnamon,  and sugar I stole from a coffee shop in Interlaken.

The pot.

Woo domesticity!

It's all about the presentation baby

I added butter to my broccoli but I could not find pepper. I could care less though this little puppy is my pride and joy. Look at them greens ;)

I am a little behind on my blog, but here is a teaser of what is to come: A trip to Gandria we took for the day last week & multi- posts on my weekend trip to Interlaken! Stay tuned kiddies and eat your greens!