Aug 17 2009

Bourbon Banana Bread

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If you kept up with my Twitter updates, you may be familiar with the moments in which I was cordoning off the kitchen with police tape to protect my ripening bananas. Keeping them off-limits to the family is rather a struggle, especially when the family is quite fond of bananas, you literally have to fight and throw them off the fruit bowl. Although I was much tempted to hire samurais to guard the bloody bananas, I did not. And neither did I resort to leaving 3M sticky notes to declare my ownership of them. In the past, my sisters used to justify taking my stuff with this excuse: “I didn’t see your name on it. So it’s not yours.”; I honestly feared for my life that the bananas would become communal fruit and did consider scribbling my name in capitals on the outer skins with a thick fat black marker pen. The hilarity of it! Well, I resisted that urge as well and thankfully, on the decided day, there were 3 chubby over-ripe bananas ready to be mashed for my utmost pleasure. After nearly 22 years, I suppose the family now understand that when it comes to food, baking and cooking, I mean business and you honestly, do not want to mess with me.

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Funnily enough, I’m not big on bananas. I’d eat them in cake but on its own, it’s always a begrudging affair. I have a similar problem with cooked salmon. I’d die for sashimi but poached, panfried salmon blah blah is just mediocre for me. I’d eat it cause I know it was good for me, not that I was particularly in the mood for it. So anyhow, I wanted to make a banana bread I could have for tea. And I knew it would be a great choice for a teacake since it is and will always be my mum’s favourite cake. Somehow I just couldn’t let these fabulously ripened bananas go down the traditional banana bread route. I could feel this itch to jazz it up with something diva-ish. And yes, what more could we desire for than a wicked splash of booze? I’ve got to thank Nigella for this beauty of a recipe. Initially, I wasn’t too sure about raisins in banana bread. It just seemed a little bit of an extraneous ingredient but now that I’ve tasted it, I’d say this would be one of the better banana bread recipes I’ve tried and will stick to in the future. Don’t panic, this isn’t an Adults-Only recipe as you cook away the alcohol, which adds a great bang of flavour in my opinion. Welcome to the dark side, there’s no turning back now.

The original recipe uses 100g sultanas, and chopped walnuts. I didn’t have any of the latter ingredient lying around and I wanted my banana bread to be nut-free but feel free to stick to the original recipe if you like. Because I’m still on my summer holiday before term begins late September to October, I’m pretty much doing jackshit every day. My daily existence involves lazying about watching cooking shows on Discovery Travel & Living, reading Murakami, re-decorating my bedroom, preparing lunch and dinner, etc. Really mundane things and yet, I’m quite enjoying this life and feel a little bit like I’ve walked straight out of some sort of Southern film: sitting on the front porch in an old rocking chair with a cold one and my happy chappy dog watching the sun rise and set. It’s awesome. Except I’m on the patio out in my garden by the koi pond; sitting in one of those foldable fishing chairs with a double shot Pimm’s & lemonade, a slice of boozed-up banana bread, surrounded by my family of dogs hovering eagerly around me for banana bread scraps. Not quite the same, but awesome just as well.

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Think I’m lazy? I might agree. But I’m thinking since the love life took a bad turn, I deserve to treat myself and be awfully, disgustingly lackadaisical for a little while. Waking up to Chris Moyles on BBC 1 Radio and listening to the deejays chat about jalapeños and jalapeñises, participating in a ping-pong game of banter with my Northern scally friend on Facebook chat, lazying about on my bedroom floor on comfy cushions with a bottle of water, cold can of coke, magazines and books within easy reach is the life! That’s the life for now at least until I find this mundane, laid-back, sedentary existence boring, to which I’ll later find the drive to sort my life out and get with it.

Until then, I expect to be a real lazy Epicurean, whatever. Hopefully, that involves more cake posts on The Sugar Bar! :)

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Bourbon Banana Bread
(adapted from Nigella’s Banana Bread in How to be a Domestic Goddess)
Ingredients

    60g sultanas
    75ml bourbon or dark rum
    175g plain flour
    2 tsp baking powder
    1/2 tsp bicarbonate of soda
    1/2 tsp salt
    125g unsalted butter, melted
    150g golden caster sugar
    2 large free range eggs
    3 medium very ripe bananas (about 300g weighed without skin), roughly mashed
    1 tsp vanilla

Place the sultanas and bourbon in a small, heavy-based saucepan and bring to the boil. Remove from heat, cover and leave for an hour if you can, or until the sultanas have absorbed most of the liquid, then drain.

Preheat the oven 170d Celsius. Grease and flour a loaf tin.

Place flour, baking powder, bicarb and salt in a bowl. I did not sift the flour but simply gave the mixture a good whisk by hand.
In another bowl, mix the melted butter and caster sugar, beating until blended with a wooden spoon. Beat in the eggs one at a time, then the mashed bananas. Stir in the drained sultanas and vanilla. You may add extra nuts like walnuts or pecans if you like.

Add the flour mixture a third at a time, stirring well after each addition. Pour into loaf tin and bake for 1 – 1 1/4 hr. Mine was perfection at 1hr so you might want to start watching it slightly before it hits 60mins. Remove from oven and test with a toothpick inserted down the middle of the loaf. It should come out clean.

Leave in the tin on a wire rack to cool but remember to serve this warm, with a nice cuppa tea!


Mar 14 2009

Be Special: Tuna, Apple & Raisin Curry

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I have a disease and it’s not curable. And when it worsens, my financial health goes plummeting as well. This sticky situation one may be familiar with and call it the Shoppers’ Syndrome. I believe the release of the film ‘Confessions of a Shopaholic’ is an overt sign from the heavens to me. In other words, flippin’ sort my life out. Cut up all credit cards, debit cards, throw away VIP shoppers accounts, leave your Kate Spade wallet at home, ban yourself from getting on the train into town, ignore magazine adverts (this is going to be hard since my language paper focuses on beauty adverts) and so forth. Generally, practice self-restraint!

What a bummer.

Just when I was having fun, I now have to be very careful with my awful spending habits. And therefore, cooking becomes a little more exciting too. The task of the month? 1) Using ingredients to the max, i.e. cooking dishes that can last me forever. Right, I do exaggerate. But last me long enough so that I can delay the next trip to the supermarket. 2) Cooking dishes that I can keep for the next day. Given, I am a lazy arse. But this time that isn’t my excuse. Staying in the library working on my paper for 7 hours straight can really take it out of me. Living away from my parents, specifically from my mum, makes me miss home-cooking very much. Makes me miss coming back to mum’s dinner and eating with the rest of the family. A little tired, a little dizzy, cooking dinner for 1 is something I’m starting to feel a little restless and annoyed about. So it’s an easy way out when I can take out a pre-prepared meal (by myself, not by Tesco’s or Sainsbury’s or M&S), whack it in the microwave or oven and then tuck in.

Pre-prepared meals, especially if storebought, are usually rather boring. And in my dictionary of cooking/food, dishes can be as quirky, weird, special, and most importantly as fun as possible. This curry was created in a rather haphazard way, the process sort of like a try and error. A little special, not very aesthetically appealing. Very different from the usual Chicken Korma, Lamb Jalfrezi, etc. However, this was tasty as! And with the spices, it kept me nice and warm in front of the telly for Comic Relief, warming me-self well and good.

From now on, when I’m feeling a little dead inside, a little in need of comfort food, my advise? Eat curry!

What sort of curry? Get creative. Be special.

This makes about 2 large servings.

Tuna, Apple & Raisin Curry
Ingredients

    1 can tuna, in springwater
    about 3/4 cup water
    1/2 can chopped tomatoes, with juices
    1/2 a red onion, chopped
    2 tbs balti curry paste
    1/4 cup raisins
    1/2 a Pink Lady apple, chopped
    1 tsp smoked paprika
    1 tsp cumin
    1/2 tsp hot chili powder
    pinch of ground cinnamon

Heat some oil in a deep pan or wok. Add the onions and sauté. Now add the apples and sauté. Add the paprika and cumin and fry. Add the tuna followed by the balti curry paste and cook for about a minute. Add the chopped tomatoes, water and ground cinnamon, turning the heat down and let simmer for about 15 minutes. Taste curry a little in between the cooking process and should it need more spices, add a little by little to taste.

Serve with naan bread or rice. If kept til the next day, I suggest frying this with rice for an amazing curry fried rice!


Mar 1 2009

Oatmeal Raisin Cookies

It feels like centuries since I had homemade cookies or been on the non-receiving side of these aforementioned cookies. I think the last one I had was consumed a little after Christmas, storebought, as good as Divine cookies get but didn’t quite ring the bell for me. The realization that there’s only another 24 hours and counting before the weekend vanishes once again made the need for cookies all the more intense. Felt kinda like being almost on the verge of a life-changing moment that would write itself down in history. Weekends for me, since I began baking, have always been Cookie Weekends. At the end of every week, my family would begin to get slightly queasy from having to face burnt, underbaked, queer-shaped cookies. Every baking attempt was a batch of oddly shaped masses of sweetened batter, to me at least. To the rest of the family, it was either sugar highs or experiences of unpleasant experimentation.

Getting up at about half 7 this morning – groggy and smelling of sleep, I trudged down in scruffies and knee-high woollen slippers – to bake, without first having breakfast or a cuppa coffee, really brought me back to those days. I haven’t felt this good on a Sunday for some time now. I mean, dissertations, seminar preparations and thoughts of the impending future always leave me Sundays a little empty, a little grey, kinda moribund. But a foodie pal once reminded me that baking is one of the best cures and I agree, although I put that a little after shopping. Eating comes next. I’m not anywhere near done with my dissertation, and I haven’t prepared nearly enough for my morning seminar tomorrow but I’m determined to spend my Sunday in a different way. Besides, I have a phone interview with Birkbeck University for my masters application in a little over 2 weeks. EEEK! I can’t afford to lose my life force right now, can I? Did someone say get psyched with cookies?

So cookies it is. And with one of my best-loved ingredients. I’m on Lent, and I’ve given up quite a lot this year – chocolate included. Therefore, nope it is not chocolate. But oats!

I have a real weakness for oats. I have oats at least twice a day – for breakfast, sometimes lunch in granola, muesli or flapjack form. And sometimes I can’t help sneaking a little as pudding after dinner. It’s just soo good. I love the crunch if they’re granola; love the smell of oat porridge with honey and bananas; and have a habit of nibbling each bit of oat very slowly, squirrel-style. Irresistible. I went in search for an oatmeal raisin cookie recipe because I don’t actually have one on me. When it comes to baking, I have a select few of foodblogs and food websites I go to for inspiration and very trusty recipes. Smitten Kitchen is a place I love to get recipes from because they’re always reliable and gosh, the pictures just drive you mental! I’m just a little gaga over this foodblog.

This recipe was very easy to follow and the ingredients uncomplicated. It was actually a half-recipe and I found it just right as I too didn’t want to be swimming in a cookie-filled kitchen. I like making just enough. Overdoing really isn’t necessary (so says the over-achiever, snort!). I’m definitely keeping this recipe for life – it’s just perfect. Crispy on the outer edges, and soft chewy on the inside. It’s got the right thickness. It looks like proper homemade cookies. I’m in love! I might, however, up the amount of salt and rolled oats in the future. I like my cookies a little salty and for this particular type, I love having a truckload of oats in these. Might possibly try this in the future with oats (the non-rolled type) for extra bite. I can so imagine myself going into shock aka oaty-heaven from just a bite of that. Bring on Cookie Sundays – that’ll definitely chase away any sort of impending Monday Blues.

(recipe link below)

Oatmeal Raisin Cookies recipe from Smitten Kitchen. Recipe yields about 2 dozen regular cookies. Thank you Smitten Kitchen, these were great!!

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