Banana Bread? Yes, Please

Baking. It’s all anybody seems to be planning to do, isn’t it? Judging by the lack of flour on the shelves, at any rate. But what, exactly, to bake? We’ve made gazillions of cupcakes throughout the last few years (and still, believe it or not, I suck at them). We’ve done sponge. We made brownies the other day. What’s guaranteed to be eaten, and tasty?

Well, banana bread, of course. Filling, simple, with one of your five a day – what’s not to love? I found a recipe on Pinterest using 4 very ripe bananas (my kids never want bananas when we have tons of them… strange little beings) and changed it a bit to suit us.

We used

  • 4 ripe bananas (we like them browning for cooking)
  • 45g melted butter
  • 100g sugar
  • 1 egg, pre beaten
  • 1/2 teaspoon of vanilla paste
  • 1 teaspoon bicarbonate of soda
  • 1 teaspoon baking powder
  • Pinch of cinnamon
  • Generous dash of salt
  • 200g plain flour
  • Generous handful chopped Brazil nuts
  • 3 rows of Dairy Milk (from the sharing size bar)

We used the Aga, and I slightly miscalculated the heat of the ovens – next time, I’ll use the bottom one, but for standard ovens, 180 is recommended. Preheat it before you start – not something I had to worry about!

I got the girls to mash the bananas and the melted butter together, then we added all the dry ingredients, flour last, then the nuts and chocolate chips (some may have escaped – into tiny mouths or large ones? Who knows… shush). It’s really that simple – then just pour into a bread pan, cook for 45-60 mins (until a skewer comes out clear) and Bob’s your Uncle.

We decided to use our daily exercise allowance to take the banana bread on a picnic in the field next to the house – with some Dairy Milk spread, too, of course!

A Small Treat for a Busy Mama

I’ve not written a blog post for a while. Having two kids (and my MIL visiting) has got a bit manic! We’ve barely had time to sit down. It was also Stevie’s 3rd birthday this week (where has that time gone?), and Elia is 3 months old today!

My beautiful 3-year-old!

My beautiful 3-month-old!

But last week, joy of joys, I finally HAD MY HAIR DONE! To the layman, and to pre-baby Sophie, this may seem like the smallest thing in the world – a chore, even (minus the complimentary head massage, of course). But to mum-of-two Sophie, this was a lovely treat.

I took Elia with me, of course. Anyone who’s read my previous posts knows how much I despise expressing milk, so I left myself no choice. But she was good as gold! Everyone fussed over her nicely, and she slept (on my boob, of course) while I was having my hair washed and my head so nicely massaged.

It’s so nice for me to feel like myself again. I’m not the ‘girliest’ of girls, but my hair is something I’m very proud of. And now it’s back to its glory!

There’s something to be said for remembering who you were before you had children. Even for a tiny amount of time, before my hair got all messy and thrown back into a ponytail, I was model Sophie. And this is not something that should provoke guilt – this is very important, for me at least, to keep my sanity. Being a mum is the best job in the world – being a mum as myself is even better.

I have my hair done by Kirsten Carr Thomas at VNH Hairdressers in Bedfordview. Kirsten is making a habit of winning awards for her colour, these days, as well as for her amazing body in fitness competitions!