Wednesday, August 7, 2013
63 bananas, 42 eggs, 21t salt.....go!
Yesterday was National Night Out - One of the very first years we have not hosted a party for our block (we attended a neighboring one instead) and sadly unique because I did absolutely nothing on any sort of media to promote or support the city-wide party. I was feeling a bit crabby about those details and a tad pitty-party-ish as the threats of storms started rolling through the weather forecasts - so when a neighbor blessed us with a case of over ripe bananas I knew that the best use of all my negative energy would be a massive batch of banana bread to help me get past the bitter taste of reality. (That toddler tempted whine rising up in me of .........Ohhh... I don't get to do what I want to do?:(!!!!)
But it would take a little planning.....after all. How many loaf pans, eggs, salt, cups of flour and sugar, and soda did I have and what would I need to borrow from neighbors to deal with this many bananas? In the end we dug out and washed a rubber maid bin as a mixing bowl and turned out about 45lbs of banana bread - 10lbs fed the family and neighbors at the NNO party (fresh from the oven and sliced as I ran back and forth flipping loaves through the cycles, 30 in the freezer for other meals and another 5 nibbled away for breakfast and snack.) It was good fun and the last loaves were cooling on the counter as the storms rolled through and ended the evenings excitement. My heart much quieter, something productive done and that bitter pill of sadness swallowed and put behind me before the day was done. Practicing breathing in and breathing out...remembering that I am Beloved.