With the influx of overripe bananas in my fruit bowl, I set out to bake a healthy banana bread.
This one is a really easy recipe and can be finished within an hour from start to finish (by finish I mean eating the last crumb).
It is a bread recipe but its more like a cake, only mildly sweet.
I have made this over and over again since the most memorable of them all was for our trip to Berlin when I forgot to add the quitessential ingredient from the recipe---the bananas. Must say it is a forgiving recipe and even that turned out quite good.
Wet ingredients:
2 over-ripe bananas mashed
2 tablespoons melted butter
1 tablespoon milk,
1 egg
1 tsp vanilla essence (optional)
Nuts and raisins (optional)
Dry Ingredients:
1½ cup plain flour
½ teaspoon bicarbonate of soda
¼ teaspoon baking powder
½ cup sugar
¼ teaspoon salt
Mix the wet ingredients and dry ingredients separately. The add the dry ingredients in the wet ingredients and pour into a well greased bread tin.
Bake in a preheated oven for 30 minutes or till done.
Prologue
One day when I get famous and need fillers for my book, I might give this more thought ..... for now this will do.
I claim to be no expert at either travelling or cooking or the random things I write about...
But I would like to collate all my good memories (and efforts) into this space for reminiscing on those grey rainy days...
What Blog its more of a 'Brag'!!
My Thank You Speech..........
I was introduced to cooking in the early years of my life by my Aayi while I sat at the kitchen dining table while she mixed spices and vegetables to create those sumptuous dishes. My brain took in what I did not intend to learn.
My Aayi is a fantastic cook. Each day I woke up to a sit down breakfast of Idlis, Dosas, Upma, Dodak, Usli and the likes. A far cry compared to the ‘eat while you dress’ cereal we make do with these days. Any efforts Aayi made of training me in the kitchen went futile. It is hence ironic that Aayi, ‘my first teacher’ is still to taste anything cooked by my hand.
My hard core cooking days started only when I moved to UK with my husband a few years ago. My husband, like a true martyr, suffered through my numerous cooking expeditions. His encouragement, fulsome praise where due and frank critical review drives me to try something new each week. It is to these two people that I owe whatever little cooking I know or strive to know today.
1 comment:
whoa, blogging in full swing eh!
The one recipe you should add is the crispy potatoes in the oven - mine turned out disastrous. Hubby and daughter leave for India next weekend - planning to bake your chicken tandoori for the farewell feast:)
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