![]() ![]() You know what else you need a plenty? This bread, by the truck load, because it is just that good. In a separate large bowl, whisk the banana, eggs, sugar, oil and vanilla until well mixed. Generously spoon about 1/2 the cinnamon streusel all over the batter. ![]() In a medium bowl, whisk the flour, baking powder, cinnamon and salt. So lets make it Spoon and spread approximately 1/2 the batter into a loaf pan. Dollop a third of the cinnamon-sugar mixture on top of the batter and. First, spread a third of the banana bread batter in the large loaf pan in an even layer. Luckily we made it across strip-search free, and off we went to continue our adventure to the land of chicken fried steak and tornados a plenty. Pre heat your oven to 350 degrees and line the bottom of an 8 inch loaf pan with parchment paper, rubbing the sides with oil. Mix the melted butter, sugar, brown sugar, cinnamon, and nutmeg in a small bowl. In large bowl, beat sugar and butter with spoon until light and fluffy. HERE AND THERE!!!! What does that even mean?!? Pretty sure he looked just as confused as I did, here and there HA!!! Grease bottom only of 9x5- or 8x4-inch loaf pan with shortening or cooking spray. So as Mary and I approach, the guard grabs our passports and asks “So where are you ladies off to today?” and I’m not sure why but my mom thought this was the appropriate answer: “oh you know… here and there”. So manners need to be on point, and this is probably the only time in my life when I might throw in a yes ma’am or yes sir. These border patrol “gods” get the final say on if you can pass. I’m sure most of you get a little nervous approaching, you’d be stupid not to. Mix the melted butter, sugar, brown sugar, cinnamon, and nutmeg in a small bowl. My sister was living out there for a short stint, and seeing as FaceTime wasn’t a thing yet, getting in the car and making the painfully long journey was the only way to feel connected.īut let’s fast forward to the good ol border crossing. I’ve always been a fan of a road trip, but sometimes we hit a few bumps in the road and I have to say one of the most memorable was when me and Mary (my mom, I like to call her Mary) jumped in the car and headed down to Oklahoma. ![]()
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