Ode to Chobani

I've never been a morning person.

Like, ever. No matter how much I love the stage of life I'm in--waking up has always been hard to do.

When I was still in the single digits, my mom used to come into my room to wake me up for elementary school, promptly wrap me in a blanket and whisk me into our family room where she would rock me on her lap for a while. We would talk quietly about the dreams I had that night, or what the plan for my day at school was, until she softly asked if I was ready to face the day.

In high school, I had early morning seminary class (basically church in the morning), so my mom would pop into my room, gently wake up my teenage tush and beg me to get in the shower so I could arrive on time. She would then head into our kitchen and whip up a delightful egg sandwich, with Canadian bacon, a bit of cheddar cheese and poached egg, all on an English muffin.

Let me tell you--those were the days.

Unfortunately, there's no adult equivalent to my sweet, sweet mother gently waking me up easing me into the day. I no longer have a personal chef that loves and cares about me.

These days, the alarm on my iPhone goes off at 6:30 am, I hit snooze 2-3 times, and then proceed to wander up the stairs to the bathroom to groggily turn on my less-than-powerful shower head and mentally run through my to-do lists and deadlines.

The thoughts of a real-life grown up!

One thing, however, that makes the morning a bit more bearable, is a delightful cup of ever-so-trendy Chobani yogurt. Everyone knows the cool kids don't eat regular yogurt anymore. "It has like, no protein," they exclaim. Yoplait Light is out and Chobani is in, my friends.

Trust me on this.

My favorite flavor is by far the pomegranate, which is fairly odd. I mean, pomegranate in general is a weird fruit since you eat only the seeds--I mean, isn't the point of most fruits to avoid the seeds? And beyond that, I don't really eat "pomegranates." I use quotes because if the aforementioned lack of actually fruit flesh that's consumed.

Anyway, pomegranate is my fave. During my mile walk to the 24th and Mission BART station, I think about sitting my chair at work, scanning the news and enjoying my pomegranate Chobani. Especially as I walk past the hundreds of Mexican bakeries--plus La Boulange and Happy Donut--two irresistible options!

So here's to you, pomegranate Chobani, for giving this girl a reason to pull the covers off and face the day.

Although, I do still miss my mom.

xoxo