As a child, it would have been rice bubbles, for sure. Probably, corn flakes would have followed. Both served with warm milk and extra sugar.
Today, being all grown up, considerations of health have taken over pure desire. Number one, would be rolled oats, especially as they can be used in so many recipes. It is also claimed they are a help with lowering cholesterol.
The second choice would be corn flakes. My doctor always tell me to eat something highly refined like corn flakes when I am suffering with diverticulitis, so there is always a packet in the pantry. Indeed, they are a comfort food for me, now.
I need to eat both with warm milk, and sadly with sugar. In the past, I have joked about having porridge with my sugar, each morning. To compensate, I now use dextrose instead of refined sugar, and try, I really do try, to cut back on even the dextrose. That might be why I have vegemite toast most day. White bread – we won’t go there.
As a child, we ate porridge rarely. When we did, it seemed a special occasion. My mother always served the porridge in those coloured, plastic, Tupperware, bowls. The fact that the porridge was not in our usual, china, everyday, bowls made it ever more of an occasion. I mean, Tupperware was, well, special. It was the sixties, and plastic was the way to go. Modern, man.