My dad always made cream of wheat for me when I was little. I don’t think I know of anyone that even eats the cement like porridge. I only describe it this way because I think that’s what people may think of when they see it; but I love it.  It was one of those things that I shared with my father and often my mother, but something my dad would usually make just for the two of us. My brother- forget it- he was happy eating a bowl of sugar coated cereal waking up hours after we sopped up our bowls anyways.

Add macerated blueberries and cherries to hit the tart notes, toasted sunflower seeds for a little crunch, and heavy cream to keep it luscious. The heavy cream really does bump up the mouth feel and flavor, but who am I kidding, you already know this.