No pie, thanks, a bowl of whipped cream will suffice…

The holiday troll in me (despite being on lockdown) can sense the holidays drawing closer.

Which means…

Holiday baking, huzzahhh!! And winter type flavors like gingerbread, egg nog (questionable. ew. It was good until I drank too much as a kid), and cranberry… and such. I could go on, but that would take all day. So no.

Instead, I’ll share some rather humorous anecdotes about my childhood proclivities regarding Thanksgiving (since it’s soooon, yayyy!). Firstly… part of our family branch (not the immediate fambam) used to have us over for holiday dinners. They would buy the canned cranberry sauce, and I LOVED it. I loved how can-shaped it was, and how I could slice off perfectly round slices. It’s a wonder my taste buds survived… However. These days you won’t find me within a ten foot radius of that sweet gunk… I much prefer to make my own cranberry sauce! Which I eat with a spoon. By itself. And yes, by itself means no turkey. Just by itself. Mmmmm.

Another childhood quirk was the semi-distaste of pumpkin pie. Strangely enough, it’s still not my number one favorite (sorry, Mutti!), but I’m coming around. Odd, as I LOVE everything else pumpkin (to the extent of hoarding cans of it…no comments, please). There’s something about pumpkin pie that I’m less of a fan of… texture?? I have no idea, as texture really doesn’t bother me. Whatever. Suffice it to say that as a child, I would request a bowl of whipped cream for dessert. With a spoon. But not any whipped cream. See? My foodie tendencies were clearly innate. I would insist on the freshly whipped stuff, none of that crap that comes out of a can. Ewwy ew ew. I did love my bowls of whipped cream… just like I loved putting a bit of cream with the milk on my cereal in the mornings (I can thank my paternal grandmother, Maree, and her sweet tooth for that… the sweet tooth that I apparently inherited. But blame Vati. He’s the one who told me she used to put it on her frosted flakes… entirely his fault I was addicted!). This is particularly good on Honey Nut Cheerios, just in case you ever want to indulge.

So since the holidays are on the horizon, ish, I decided to take advantage of the presence of molasses in our cupboards, and make some gingerbread type things! This incarnation is yummmyyyyy. That is all I have to say. Why do the loaves keep disappearing so fast?! It can’t be me…there must be gremlins in my apartment. Obviously.

Chocolate Banana-Gingerbread

Adapted from How Sweet it Is! Makes 1 big loaf or 4 mini loaves.

ANNND I got to use my RED Kitchenaide. How I love it, let me count the ways….

  • 1/4 c butter, melted ish
  • scant 1/3 c brown sugar
  • 1 egg
  • 1 tsp vanilla
  • 1/2 c molasses
  • 2 bananas, mashed
  • 2.25 c whole wheat pastry flour
  • 1.5 tsp baking soda
  • 1/2 tsp salt
  • 2 tsp ginger
  • 1/4 tsp nutmeg
  • 1 tsp cinnamon
  • 1 c buttermilk
  • 1/2 c chocolate chips
  • turbinado sugar, for sprinkling

Preheat oven to 375. Lightly grease your loaf pan(s) of choice. I used 4 mini loaves.

Using an electric mixer, cream butter and sugar until fluffy, then add egg and vanilla and beat well. Stir in molasses and mashed banana. In a separate bowl, combine flour, baking soda, salt, and spices. Add half the flour mixture to the mixer, and mix until incorporated. Add the buttermilk. Add the rest of the flour, and then fold in the chocolate chips. Spread the batter into prepared pans, and sprinkle turbinado over the tops (it makes a lovely crunchy crust!). Bake for about 30 minutes for mini loaves, and 40-45 for a full-size, checking for doneness.

Eat, love, and nostalgically remember your childhood holiday quirks.

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