Monday, 5 October 2009

Banana Bread

Who would have thought, that I would discover a new, rather unexpected weakness at my old age?

Never ever in my life had I tried banana bread. Quite honest: I was horrified by the thought of it. Whenever someone offered me a slice, I would always turn it down politely, no matter how appetising it looked. I was simply scared of finding any chunks in it. You must know I'm pretty picky when it comes to fruit in baking.
But there I was on Sunday with a bunch of over-ripe bananas I didn't want to waste, so I thought I'd be brave and make a banana bread, thinking if I made it myself I'd be able to determine how fine the puree would be in order to avoid any chunks.

I followed a basic recipe and was impressed how quick it was to prepare. Still dubious I added tons of ground ginger, cinnamon and mixed spice which filled the house with an almost christmassy scent. When it came out of the oven, I still wasn't too sure what to make of it, but hey, what's the worst that could happen? If I don't like it, I could just take it to work, as most people there seem to like it, which has always been a mystery to me.
Once it had cooled down I was brave enough to try a slice ... and I was amazed!
I had another slice for breakfast this morning, took two to work and had another two after my dinner and before I knew it, half a loaf had gone and I'm already planning on making the next one.

How could I have possible deprived myself of this pleasure all my life?

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