I went ahead and baked up some granola bars the other day, as I’d been threatening to do. Grabbed some stuff from the cupboard and improvised, which, of course, often goes so well when baking. Improvisation is to baking as… Uh… Anyone got a good analogy for a bad idea? Making it up as you go along, not so advisable usually with the baked goods. Baking = chemistry, you know.
However, the baking gremlins were smiling upon me on Tuesday, my friends, because that improvised tossing of this and that into a bowl and applying heat to said mixture resulted in some damn tasty granola bars. Way better, and healthier, than store bought. And they’re toddler-approved!
Recipe after the jump, because you know you want some.
