Worked my usual 12-hour shift yesterday, got off feeling very tired. Did my regular 45-minute drive home. Made my way in through the garage and was greeted with the smell of great cooking….banana bread straight from the oven! The scent of banana bread and cinnamon beckoned me wildly from across the room, I made a straight beeline to the kitchen.
I could not resist I took one bite from the donut in the back row and then remembered that I could take a picture and post it on my blog, (my blog…the idea is still so new and exciting).
Usually I am not a fan of banana, I love love love the smell but cannot tolerate banana on its own as it makes me extremely nauseous. The texture of the fruit by itself is not pleasing to me. But banana bread is something quite different!
Here is a picture of his creation. My significant other, we shall call him ‘Gee’ loves to cook. I was several sizes smaller when we met but have ‘blossomed’ these past several years due almost directly to his cooking.
This is only the second time he has dared to make banana bread using a recipe he found online and is ‘tweaking’ and making the recipe his own. The bread was delicious and I especially love the last 2 rows that are a bit more crisp than the others.
The first time Gee made banana bread it was good but I was not too crazy about the texture as I felt I wanted mine with a bit more crisp. But the chef must have taken my criticism to heart and baked me some that were more caramelized that the last batch.
I heard the crunch as my teeth popped through the caramelized exterior and steamy banana flavor enhanced with cinnamon filled my palate. My taste buds danced to the many flavors in concert and I was transported to heaven.
I ate 2 of those donuts before eating my dinner and packed another 2 for today. Eating a banana bread donut as I write this begs the age old question; does one get to another persons heart by way of the stomach?