Yesterday I finally dove in and made a recipe out of Grandma’s recipe box. While flipping through the recipes I noticed quite a few banana bread/muffin/cookie recipes. Grandma sure must have loved bananas! I figured making one of these would be a good place to start….then I found one with a notation on the top written by Grandma “This is a favourite of mine” Bam – a GREAT place to start 🙂
Success! The recipe was easy to follow, didn’t take very long, and produced yummy moist banana muffins. The muffins themselves ended up pretty small so eating 2-3 at a time is probably the equivalent of eating a larger muffin – like you might find at a bakery or coffee shop.
I will save this recipe as my ‘go to’ banana recipe. Next time I may see if it bakes up into a nice loaf. Or I may add chocolate chips, seeds, or maybe walnuts. I’m sure you all have a banana recipe as there are so many out there but here is Grandma’s just in case:
1 1/2 cup cake flour 1/3 cup sugar
2 tsp baking powder 1 egg well beaten
1/4 tsp baking soda 1/3 cup salad oil
3/4 tsp salt 1 cup mashed bananas
Sift flour, baking powder, baking soda, salt and sugar into mixing bowl.
Combine egg, salad oil and bananas. Add to dry ingredients mixing only enough to dampen flour. Fill oiled muffin pans 2/3 full and bake 400 F for about 15-20 mins. Makes 12 muffins.
A few days ago my family home was sold. It was the house my maternal Grandparents bought over 60 years years ago and where I spent most of my time growing up. My Grandparents have both passed away and family has been living in the house until recently but they decided it was too much upkeep.
This house holds a lot of memories for me: helping Grandpa in the basement and out in the garden, doing puzzles with Gran on the kitchen table, and sitting on the front porch counting cars going by with Grandpa. Christmas, and other family dinners were all held here, and every family member has some old furniture stored in the huge basement. Even as a teenager and adult I visited Gran there often and chatted with her well into the night.
My family is mostly relieved to be rid of the house. My Mom says it is just a house now, no longer a home, since my Grandparents aren’t there anymore and it’s the memories that matter and not the structure. For me the house holds most of my 36 years of memories – I dread driving by the house and seeing unfamiliar cars in the driveway, and I fear the house may be changed to make it unrecognizable.
The sale is almost complete so the only thing I can do now is look forward and concentrate on making a home for my new family with the same kind of love and happy memories I was fortunate to grow up with.
And to the new owners: please enjoy and take care of our home.
My paternal Grandmother was a fabulous cook. Visits to Grandma’s house meant lots of hugs and kisses and a big plate of brownies or cookies, lovingly made from scratch that morning. Family dinners consisted of enough food to feed a family of 40, instead of our family of about 15, with 3 main courses and roughly 9 different side dishes. As good as it was, and as packed up with leftovers all of our mini families left with, there was always plenty left over. As my Grandpa used to say “The ‘coons in our neighbourhood sure eat well”. I associated my Grandma with love, hugs, and food!
After Grandma passed away about 10 years ago I was lucky enough to be the one to claim her coveted recipe box. It’s a small stained yellow box, about 6 x 3 inches, but it contains gold. There are a few recipes carefully cut out of TV Guide and People magazine circa 1970 but most of the contents are lined index cards handwritten by Grandma. Over the years I’ve flipped through the box, taking special note of the cards with notations such as “Dad’s favourite” and “Our family loves this dish” but have never taken the steps to prepare any of them.
I’m sure you are all familiar with the blog/book/movie Julie and Julia, where a then unknown blogger cooks her way through a Julia Child cookbook to shake up her life. This inspires me to do the same with Grandma’s recipes, and while I won’t be as rigid as she was – I will be skipping some, cooking from other sources as well, and I have no self imposed time limits, I feel I am finally ready to dive in. When Babygirl is a bit older I will share these recipes with her so Grandma will continue to be in our hearts and minds.