So as much as I’d love to pretend it’s not the case, I’m an Irish Mammy with BOYS… I will do my best to avoid the stereotypical pitfalls of the situation, but I will admit, I love cooking for the men in my life (I’ll include my husband in that ;)).
Adam, the 2-year old, has a major thing for all things ‘treats’, anything from a lollipop through to a banana is a treat, however, he’s affectionately called the savage! However, all three of the men in the house ADORE Banana Bread (I do too, but I’m resisting for now), although Jack (the elder lemon) calls it toffee cake – he’d refuse to eat it if he thought it was banana he was eating!
As I had a friend popping in this morning for a catch-up, I decided to put on the oven, and make some Banana Bread, thus ensuring a lovely smell when she arrived (distraction from the state of the place at least) and something nice for her to munch on while supping a cuppa. It also meant that I’d have three men adoring me for being so nice and making, not one, but TWO loaves of their beloved Banana Bread! Strangely smiling at the alliteration there, and thinking back to my English class in school – how sad is that?
I spent a whole Summer making this Banana Bread every other day while working in a local coffee-craft shop. It’s a trusty favourite in the whole family, and is really so so simple to make. Recipe for Anna-Banana Bread is HERE 🙂
So, yes, I’m being a wholesome Irish Mammy and baking for her sons, but also for friends, family, anyone who’ll sit long enough for a chat and a cuppa… If you know where I live, what are you waiting for?