Banana bread

This is the perfect banana bread. I've never even considered trying another recipe.

Mix in food processor – processing one ingredient at a time:

3 ripe bananas
2 eggs
½ cup softened butter
1 cup sugar
1 ½ T sour milk (i.e., milk with a dash of white vinegar)
juice of ½ lemon
¼ tsp salt

Blend till smooth, then add and blend in

1 cup walnuts

Combine with dry ingredients

2 cups flour
1 ½ tsp baking powder
½ tsp soda

Bake at 350 about one hour. The time will vary depending on how big the bananas are, how big the eggs are, etc. Just keep baking till a cake tester or knife comes out clean.

Check out Scott's recipe here.

Comments

[Jake]

..on a related note..

BANANA HEAD

"Maybe it's just the light.." he thought to himself as he stared at the face that stared back at him from cracked and moldy mirror under the warm glow of the single naked 40 watt bulb that hung on a cord from the ceiling in his shoebox sized bathroom.. but the changes in his face were there no matter how he tried to deny them... He turned his face first to the left.. then the right.. gingerly poking the waxy smooth flesh with the tips of his fingers.. feeling the putrid softness underneath.. His face had taken on an unmistakable golden hue and what he'd at first thought was a bit of sun rash had now become distinct flecks of brown... To make matters worse his head was beginning to look decidedly 'peaked' and stretched with what could only be called a 'stalk' that rose from the crown. "A banana head..." a voice inside him said though he couldn't bring himself to speak the words aloud... "..great.."

[Jake]

..on a related note..

BANANA HEAD

"Maybe it's just the light.." he thought to himself as he stared at the face that stared back at him from cracked and moldy mirror under the warm glow of the single naked 40 watt bulb that hung on a cord from the ceiling in his shoebox sized bathroom.. but the changes in his face were there no matter how he tried to deny them... He turned his face first to the left.. then the right.. gingerly poking the waxy smooth flesh with the tips of his fingers.. feeling the putrid softness underneath.. His face had taken on an unmistakable golden hue and what he'd at first thought was a bit of sun rash had now become distinct flecks of brown... To make matters worse his head was beginning to look decidedly 'peaked' and stretched with what could only be called a 'stalk' that rose from the crown. "A banana head..." a voice inside him said though he couldn't bring himself to speak the words aloud... "..great.."

[gail]

Don't leave yourself out on the counter over night or Gregor Samsa will poop on you.

[Grete Samsa]

Gregor is locked in his room.. He'll not be pooping on anyone... but as for the Banana Head, his future is not so clear as his sickly sweet odor is attracting slugs and bats in droves.

[Ana]

What does it mean when you turn into a banana? I could barely wrap my head around turning into a vermin. Now tropical fruit. Are you upside down?

[CraigC]

Besides, don't you think Gregor is probably dead now? Even cockroaches don't live forever.