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Like I said: This is not for the faint of heart and it requires you make a leap of faith, but the result is oh so worth it!
You will need a 12 cup bundt/angel food cake tin.
Preheat oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit
In a large bowl combine the following
dry ingredients:
2 3/4 cups all purpose flour
4 teaspoons baking powder
2 teaspoons baking soda
1 1 /2 teaspoons salt
Other ingredients:
6-7 really ripe bananas
4 extra large eggs
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
1 teaspoon banana extract (optional)
1 1/4 unsweetened cocoa powder
1 cup plain yogurt
2 cups sugar
1 cup chopped pecans or walnuts (optional)
In another, rather large mixing bowl place:
6-7 really ripe bananas.
Puree them with a potato masher (you don't want to liquify them)
Using a hand or standing mixer blend in 4 extra large eggs, then 1 cup of plain yogurt (I've used fat free, low fat and full fat with pretty much the same results. Mix until well blended. Now add the sugar and mix until blended. Then the cocoa powder. Now add extracts.
Now gradually add the dry mixture making sure to blend well between additions.
If you're adding nuts, do so at the very end.
Grease the cake tin. It has to be a tube tin for the best heat distribution and even baking. Pour the batter in and place it in the preheated oven.
Set your timer for 45 minutes.
IMPORTANT
After 45 minutes, lower the temperature to
300 degrees Fahrenheit and continue to bake for an additional
30 minutes.
When you check it for doneness the skewer will not come out completely clean. That's okay. Expect a little sticky batter stuck to it. It is a very moist cake.
Take it out of the oven. Let it cool in the pan for 15 minutes. Then turn it over upside down onto a cake rack and let it cool completely. Turn it back right-side-up onto a plate, cover with plastic and refrigerate to set.
Best to wait 24 hours before slicing, if you can resist!
It seems complicated, but it's not. You just have to be willing to take a little time with the mixing, and pay attention to the baking.
I've gotten consistent results from two different electric ranges and my beloved gas range. (sniff)
For a change of pace, replace the cocoa powder with the same amount of all purpose flour.
If you decide to post this recipe elsewhere, please give me credit. Either link it back to my
blog or
website.
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This year I decided on something a little different....
(cue angelic choir)
Chocolate Banana Cake
All bananas and cocoa. It's amazing.
The thing I hate most about Banana Bread is it's really oily and tastes mostly of flour. After many, many, many experiments I have devised the ultimate banana bread/cake. Moist, flavourful and most importantly no oil nor butter. That's right, none.
My recipe is not for the faint of heart. It requires one make a leap of faith.
Perhaps I'll share it with you sometime. Not now, however, I have the first episode of
Coupling season four to view. My darling was good enough download it for my viewing pleasure.
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This was beautifully and thoughtfully written.
Last month, Llewellyn author,
Raven Grimassi, posted an
eloquently-worded call for Pagans, Witches and Wiccans of all stripes to participate in a synchronized ritual this October to restore "the freedom and the courage that has long been the hallmark of this [American] Nation." He uses stirring language about the non-conformist spirit of pagans, a collective spirit that could be harnessed to undermine those who would make us sheep in our own land. I read on, interested in what he would ultimately propose, how he would suggest we take the historic concept of the Needfire and make it fit our modern, American needs. I guess I should have seen it coming. Actually, I guessed where he might go with the ritual/spell itself, but I was trying to be optimistic.
You all know how I feel about the rubbish this author puts out.
We had dinner guests yesterday. After researching the different recipes out there, I settled on
Nigella's Ham in Coca Cola, over the numerous recipes available due to it's maximum pleasure in its simplicity of flavours.
Nigella: "This recipe is from How to Eat, with some rejigging (just because it's not in my nature to leave completely alone) and I don't apologise for reproducing, or rather recasting, it because I simply cannot urge you to try this strongly enough. The first time I made it, it was, to be frank, really just out of amused interest. I'd heard, and read, about this culinary tradition from the deep South, but wasn't expecting it, in all honesty, to be (in all honesty) good. The truth is it's magnificent, and makes converts of anyone who eats it. But, if you think about it, it's not surprising it should work: the sweet, spiky drink just infuses it with spirit of barbecue. I have to force myself to cook ham any other way now; though often I don't bothering with the glaze but just leave it for longer in the bubbling Coke instead."
I too made it out of amused interest and was really impressed. I left mine in the bubbling coke longer until it fell off the bone. I then sprinkled it with some brown sugar and dry mustard and blasted it in the oven. It turned out perfect. It had the right balance of smoke, spice, salt and sweet.
I'm a convert too. I can't imagine eating it any other way. I too strongly recommend you try this.
I served the ham with corn on the cob, green onion smashed potatoes and mixed greens salad, it was a delightlful change and perfect at the end of a hot summer day.
Dessert was my rendition of
Zuppa Inglese (an Italian version of English Trifle), all from scratch. From the coffee and liqueur-soaked sponge cake to the unctuous pastry cream. I topped it with crumbled homemade caramel because one of our guests is allergic to nuts.
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This witch was very busy in her
Kitchen yesterday. I just finished posting
three more articles on amulets used in Italian folk magic.
Related to the corno is the mano cornuta or "horned hand." This is an Italian hand-gesture (or an amulet imitative of the gesture) that can be used to indicate that a man has been cuckholded ("wears the horns") and also to ward off the evil eye. Mano means "hand" and corno means "horn."
I took a pound of 'marinating' steak (read: cheap cut) and submerged it in a minty, creamy bath for about 36 hours. I then scraped the marinade off of the now much softer meat, and gently rubbed in some coriander, cumin, coarse black pepper and sea salt. I preheated a skillet, added a light drizzle of good olive oil and cooked it quickly to medium rare.
It was fabulous! Even my finicky toddler loved it.
Minty Marinade recipe:
2 cups plain yogurt
20-30 fresh mint leaves coarsely chopped to release the oils
the zest and juice of a lime
Blend all the ingredients and cover the meat well. Place it in the fridge for a day or two.
Before cooking it up (pan or bbq) gently rub in some ground coriander seed, cumin, sea salt and coarse black pepper.
I served it with plain rice and mesclun salad dressed lightly with olive oil and red wine vinegar.
Cross-posted on The Witch's Kitchen!
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A little over 4 years ago...
I was lying in bed beside the Kraut. We were living in our first appartment together at the time. This was pre-house-dog-kids. My father was dying of brain cancer in Montreal and the whole toxic relationship with him and other members of my family had me so stressed I was no longer aware of it. (I am the queen of repression. ) Anyway, I was asleep when suddenly I opened my eyes and there as clear as day were two winged orbs of light dancing and hovering above my side of the bed. They were iridescent and translucent like soap bubbles. Their white, translucent wing's had an indescribable smoothness of movement. The orbs were silent, yet, I
felt them to be friendly. Only I saw them. The Kraut was fast asleep.
Has anyone else ever seen something like this. Does anyone have any insight?
Thanks.
Ricotta, in Italy, is traditionally made from the whey left over after cheesemaking (ricotta actually means re-cooked, or cooked again, in Italian, and it's considered not a cheese but more of a cheese byproduct).
I love ricotta, I love making my own anything from scratch, but let's be practical. It's not likely I'll get my hands on some whey, so here's the next best thing. Thanks to
Erica Demane, I can! Oh, and by the way, it's just as lovely!
To make about a pound of ricotta:
2 quarts whole milk
1 quart goat's milk (or a third quart of whole milk)
1/4 teaspoon sea salt
1/3 cup lemon juice, about 1 large lemon's worth
Pour the milk into a large saucepan. Add the sea salt and stir to blend it into the milk (the salt is very important for bringing out the flavor in the finished ricotta). Bring to a very low boil over medium heat. Add the lemon juice and stir briefly to blend. Bring back to a very low boil and cook about a minute. You will start to see little white particles coagulate on the surface. This means the curds are starting to form. Don't let the milk cook any longer than about a minute or you may wind up with hard, dry curds instead of the soft, creamy texture you are after. Remove the pot from the heat, and cover. Let the ricotta sit for about 20 minutes untouched. This will allow bigger, more substantial curds to form.
Line a colander or a tightly woven wicker basket with cheesecloth or a thin cotton cloth like a piece of bed sheet. Gently pour the ricotta into the cloth, being careful not to break up the curds too much (the best approach is to tilt the pot against the colander or basket right up at the rim; free-fall pouring may be too violent). Let this drain, unrefrigerated, for about an hour. You will now have a rather moist ricotta, the way I like it. If you prefer it drier, you can tie and hang the cheese cloth over the sink or over a bowl so the ricotta can drain more thoroughly. The ricotta is ready to use. You may refrigerate it, but it will stay really fresh and sweet only for about two days. If you plan on baking with the ricotta, drain it well.
Cross posted
here.
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Makes 1 x 450g jar, enough for pasta for 6-8 people
Preparation time: 10 minutes in a processor, 30 minutes by hand
Ingredients
4 packs basil, or 1 large basil plant, leaves only
25g pine kernels
2 cloves garlic, chopped
1 tsp granular sea salt
50g freshly grated Parmesan
50g freshly grated Pecorino
100-200ml extra virgin olive oil
Instructions
Wash and dry the basil leaves. Heat a dry frying pan over a medium heat and toast the pine kernels lightly for 2-3 minutes. Set aside to cool completely.
If you're using a mortar, pound the garlic with the salt to make a soft mush. Pound in the pine nuts, then work in the basil leaves, 2-3 at a time, with a circular movement of the pestle, until all is reduced to a silky paste. (The mixture can be frozen at this point). Work in the cheeses, then beat in the olive oil with a wooden spoon until you have a thick, dense sauce. Add more or less oil depending on the texture you like.
If you're using a processor, drop all the ingredients in and blitz to a luscious green sauce.
To serve, cook a pasta of your choice according to packet instructions. Before dressing the pasta, dilute the pesto with a tablespoonful of pasta cooking water.
To store the pesto, pour into a jar, float a layer of olive oil on top, cover and refrigerate for up to a week.
My favourite way to eat pesto is freshly made and on linguini. I sometimes cook some penne or fusilli and toss in cold leftover chicken meat and pesto for a quick pasta salad. It makes for quick and nutritious lunch.
Buon Appetito!
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My husband has been spending almost every night in a recliner in our living room with the Punkin. Why? Because she is teething and I am spent. I don't even have to ask, he volunteers. He mutters reproachments at our baby girl in a cooing tone, she wriggles and giggles in his arms as they head to the darkened living room where they spend most of the night together. It's clear that Punkin wants her Daddy. How do I know this? Allow me for a moment to rewrite the
Tao of Motherhood.
In the hours between midnight and dawn, he crosses the threshold of self-concern and discovers a Self that has no limits. A wise Daddy meets this Presence with humility and steps through time into selflessness. Infants know when their Daddies have done this, and they become peaceful.
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