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Date: 07 January 2006 18:14:58
In a sudden failure of my normally impeccable domestic management skills, I stood in the supermarket at 6pm on 21st December and decided that what would make my life complete would be a pound and a half of bananas.
Then I went home and packed the suitcase that I was taking to my parents' the very next evening with sufficient clothes for the six days I was going to be away.
There was no room in the suitcase for the bananas. Not unless I wanted all my clothes to render me strangely attractive to passing orang-utangs, anyway.
I vaguely recalled something I'd read a long time ago, about bananas going revolting when you freeze them, but it's perfect for banana bread because they come out of the skins ready-mashed, as it were. "Worth a try," thinks me, so into the freezer they went. I took them out of the freezer last night, and the skins were a singularly unappetising greyish-yellow, which gradually changed to an even less appetising black as they defrosted. Yummy.
One quick march to the supermarket later (incidentally, number 579 of Things That Make Me Go "What on Earth?!?" is this: People actually buy ready-mashed potatoes. I despair), and a triumphal return bearing eggs and dried fruit, and I have banana bread in the oven. It smells delicious, especially with the addition of a teaspoon of mixed spice, and was ready in less time than it takes the oven to warm up.
ETA: If you do decide to make this recipe, the cooking time appears to be wrong, it's more like an hour than the hour and a half the recipe claims.