I left for Pennsylvania with a note to my roommate instructing him to eat all of my perishable food, which he did a pretty good job of, but still, I came home to some foul bananas.
Bad banana! I know some creeps who would consider this banana still perfectly edible, and to them I say, GROSS, YOU’RE WRONG AND IT’S GONNA TASTE LIKE A BIG PILE OF BANANA-MEALY-MUSH. WEIRDO. Luckily, there’s hope for this banana yet. Unfortunately I don’t know anything too crafty, like, banana flan or something that actually takes creativity or skill. Nah, just make some banana bread! The Joy of Cooking recipe is super easy and I’ve never, ever met anyone who doesn’t like banana bread. Especially if you add chocolate to the equation.
Here’s the deal, though, MINI CHOCOLATE CHIPS ARE IMPERATIVE. Regular size chocolate chips won’t do… my stupid self tried that a whopping FOUR times before I realized that the chips were just too heavy and would, without a doubt, drop to the bottom and form a weird burnt-chocolate crust on the bottom of the loaf. Every. Time. So just save yourself some homemaker-angst and fork over the extra couple bucks for the ingredient you might not actually have in the house. Everything else in any given banana bread recipe is already in your cupboard… right behind your roommate’s mysterious boxes of Rice-A-Roni and those off-brand kidney beans that you JUST DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH, JESUS CHRIST. So calm down, forget about the fact that the only food in your pantry is covered with dust and probably inedible, and just make something in the oven like a respectable adult. Also, your house is going to smell rad when this is in the oven, which definitely scored me a couple boyfriend points (something had to be done after he fried eggrolls, my roommate made steak, and late night drunk munchies required some avocado grilled cheese sandwiches…. my house smelled like a giant hobo foot- YIKES).
Also, old bananas are fun to take photos of, if nothing else. I’ll admit that these are not the actual bananas I used for the bread… GASP. NO ONE CARES. Nah, the ones I used were solid brown and looked like the devil’s fruit incarnate. These ones were actually kind of pretty, yeah? Nonetheless, as long as the banana is passed the perfect firmness (read: more then one or two brown spots, for me) I think it’s bread-making time.
So…one winter blog entry down, well, some more to go. My challenge now in the winter time is to actually maintain this blog and my love of food… when really all I want to do is watch Golden Girls on my couch. Under three blankets. Preferably when C is making me something pasta-related and pouring wine into a mason jar for me (wine glasses are cursed in my household, I’ll apparently never be classy enough to own them without immediate breakage in the dish rack). Unless I fall into the icy pits of winter doldrums, I’ll talk soon. Pray for meeeeeee!