Grandpa's Oatmeal

On Sunday morning I cooked the last of our steel-cut oats for Dylan and I. When I placed the bowl in front of Dylan he said 'we are having Grandpa's oats!'. I told him yes we were having Grandpa's Oats because I thought it was great that he associated the steel-cut oats with Grandpa. When Matt returned on Sunday night I told him about the oats and he said we should get some more.....my response was 'Good luck with that'. The bag of oats we just finished was one of only two bags of steel cut oats that I have seen since we have been in Mexico City and I bought both of them. If there had been more I would have taken those too. Unfortunately, I have been back to the store and looked only to find that they haven't had any since so we make do with rolled oats.