The weekend proved to be quite hectic for all three of us. I was supposed to help out with lunch on Saturday, but lunch was spent instead at a garage because daddy’s car got a flat tire. That’s another story in itself! And on Sunday, I was dropped off at grandma’s because my humans needed to trek out to London.
I’m not complaining about that. I mean, sure, I would have liked to come with them but apparently there would be lots of people there and I would just be stressed by all the attention. So, I stayed with grandma instead, but I love hanging out with her because she feeds me food that mommy doesn’t. Also, I got to play with my cousin Mikasa. She’s a little troublemaker. I need to put her in her place! She needs a good role model as she’s growing up.
Anyway, so no lovely food was made, but mommy did let me help her make granola bars last night. She got this recipe from Oh She Glows when she was looking for recipes that didn’t use peanut butter as the base to keep everything stuck together. This recipe uses bananas instead. How cool is that? Cool because I got to eat some bananas! Mommy’s the worst when it comes to dropping food on the ground when she’s cooking because she almost NEVER drops any! So I’ve learnt to not be underfoot in the kitchen because it’s useless. Daddy’s a different story though. Whenever he cooks in the kitchen, I basically get a second dinner from all the crumbs he drops on the floor.
The awesome thing about this recipe is you can customize it according to your liking. Mommy doesn’t like dried cherries, so she used raisins instead. She also used 2 bananas instead of 3 because it’s just mommy and daddy who will be eating these yummy granola bars.
Okay, honestly, I think they are boring food. Daddy raves about them, but I don’t know…it just looks so boring to me. If mommy made a treat that’s all banana, I can get on board.
But…because mommy really likes these granola bars, I spent 22 minutes sitting in the kitchen, guarding them from daddy who have been known to gobble up food if it’s left on the counter.
I succeeded in my mission – delaying daddy’s antics until this morning.
Oh well! They are meant to be eaten after all.
As for me, give me bananas (and bully sticks, and steak, and yogurt) and I am one happy puppy.