Wednesday, 20 November 2013

Banana Bread.

I've baked Banana bread a couple times and I feel confident enough to share the recipe with you now. I bake quiet often, especially lately (it's a fantastic distraction technique when you're meant to be studying) and yet I still manage to burn things/get measurements wrong haha, but practice makes perfect right? this is what I keep telling myself anyway.

Okay, here's what you'll need:


  • 285g/10oz plain flour
  • 1 tsp bicarbonate of soda
  • ½ tsp salt
  • 110g/4oz butter,
  • 225g/8oz caster sugar
  • 2 free-range eggs
  • 4 ripe bananas, mashed
  • 85ml/3fl oz buttermilk (or normal milk mixed with 1½ tsp lemon juice or vinegar)
  • 1 tsp vanilla extract


    Firstly, pre-heat your oven to 180C/350F/Gas 4.






Measure out your flour and put it in your sieve over a large mixing bowl.














You will make a mess. It's okay because your family will be getting delicious baked goodness so you will be forgiven.






Add to the flour a teaspoon of bircabonate of soda and a pinch of salt.





In a separate bowl (AKA a wok because we only have one mixing bowl in the flat) cream the butter and the sugar until it's light and fluffy.













I'm using these overripe banana's because I don't want them go to waste, you don't have to use ripe bananas - it'll just be a little harder to mash but hey, that's what blenders are for right?





Break up the bananas into a bowl/jug.








Get a fork and mash those bananas up.




It helps to move the fork up against the side of the bowl/jug. The consistency is totally up to you, some people prefer massive chunks in their bread, others like it to be as smooth as baby food. I like it more pureed with small chunks. 









This is about the point where I realised that we have no eggs, top baking tip, always check you have all the ingredients that you need, obviously. Below is my unimpressed face.










Back on track now! get your eggs and crack them into a cup then into the butter mixture (use the cup first so you don't accidentally get egg shell in the mix).






Now add the buttermilk, vanilla extract and mashed bananas to the butter and mix well, it will look pretty gross but it only gets better from here.










Fold the butter mixture into the flour with a wooden spoon, make sure to get the spoon right around all the sides to incorporate all of the flour.






Grease your tray, or loaf baking tin if you're fancier than me.














Place the tray/tin in the centre of the oven and bake for an hour, or until risen and golden brown on top.






Admire your loaf/square whatever, it's not about looks okay? I liked this one, although it was slightly over-done but that's how I like it.

















There you have it, there are variations to this recipe of course but I prefer it the way it is, simple but delicious. If you don't mind heart attacks this also tastes great toasted with lashings of butter.

P.S.  I have 17 hours until my poetry assignment deadline and I've only just started, yes, I started this blog before the essay, responsible, no?

P.P.S I promise to blog more often after the deadlines are over, unless the stress kills me of course. I have lot's of stuff stored up to share yay.

Happy baking! xoxo

Sunday, 3 November 2013

Halloween part 2.

So we went to Cargo in Shoreditch on Friday for Halloween shenanigans part 2. This time I decided to dust off the old Witch hat (Quite literally, I found it on top of my wardrobe covered in dust!) and put on a black frock for the occasion, though I can't remember where it's from. It rained quiet a bit which sucked - all that time wasted on hair for nothing! - but we didn't let that dampen our spirits. The music was great, the wine was good and the company was excellent as always. I also threw in some photo's from my birthday in September and a few other outings I forgot to blog about.


Me and Rosa, both dressed as cats at the student bar.







Cargo on Friday, we hit the bar and enjoyed the eclectic but always good music. Trying to adjust this massive Witch hat in photo's so that it doesn't bump my friends in the head proved annoying.






Porn star lashes! I found the biggest most fluttery pair I could possibly find, by Eyelure I believe.



Make-up is a mixture of blues from a GOSH pallette and collection 2000 liquid eyeliner.




The fake blood was very messy but looked pretty effective I think, by the end of the night the blood started to peel off, but that just adds to the whole sense of halloween right? 


We also went to a little bar across our road called 'Big Red' which is a rock and roll themed bar, great music and cool decor, it's a little on the small side but I still wholeheartedly recommend.






I almost forgot to include this hot pic of Rosa posing at the bar, wanting to look dead in the most chic of ways (she's cat roadkill)




Blurry pic from our adventures in Shoreditch.





Aaaaand two pics from my birthday, which I can't remember if I've shared already or not. 



I look so ecstatically happy because this was the first time I got to see my best friends in a month! it's weird when you live with friends and you don't see them for an extended period of time, you really really miss them because you're so used to spending every day together, it was like a double celebration - my 22nd birthday and being reunited with the girls. Halloween was so much fun this year, but oh god did I drink a lot (never mix wine with vodka) and I was really paying for it the next day.

Speaking of which - when I got home from Cargo the fire alarm was going off like was crazy even though there was no fire. I was so frustrated by the constant and loud beeping that I took off the cover, took out the batteries, even cut the wires for fucks sake but it just kept beeping! then I realised it was coming from the fire alarm in the hallway just outside out door (can you believe we have 3 different fire alarms? ridiculous!) I wasn't tall enough to reach this one so I put up with this beeping for SEVEN HOURS. Until Rosa eventually came home in the afternoon the next day to help. It's so crazy, I can still faintly hear the beeping inside my head, even though I know it's long since stopped by now. Rosa said that in Guantanimo bay they play alarms all night as a torture tactic. I can definitely believe that!

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