I was out at my dad’s house last weekend. Every so often I get treated to pancakes while I’m there, but most of the time breakfast at Dad’s involves juice, coffee, fruit, yogurt and granola. Not a bad start to the day. One of the things I find interesting though, is that Dad and my step-mom each have their own granola. Dad likes the granola that comes in large pieces that have been broken from a large sheet of granola, almost like large granola bars, while my step-mom tends to eat granola that is closer to cereal in that it consists of smaller clusters. I generally eat whatever is out in front of me. Sometimes I make eggs. So this

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