# Oatmeal

Once upon a time, in the mid-1990s, I got into the food block of a Moscow hospital. And here I saw what I still sometimes dream in nightmares. Imagine: a huge boiler not less than a meter in diameter and the same depth, and there the oatmeal is boiled on the water. A boiling gray mass, bubbling with huge bubbles and as if ready to break out of the boiler and capture this world. And only the fat cook, mixing this with a huge pumpkin, did not allow the end of the world to happen.
P.S Eat is delicious.