Polly, another reason, should any be needed, that the Heil is … say no more 🙂
Fun or no fun, it should not be touched with a bargepole.
Woohoo 🙂 Didn’t see that one coming, and a fine toppofftahtppage it is too! To carry it along, here’s a thing I havent’ heard for a while:
ah, polly, I was , for some reason , thinking 140m bananas, per day,
which would be much more fun, a family of say, six would be chucking out over a hundred a week,
can’t help thinking the cheapness of ‘nanas is something to do with why people chuck them out,
– you don’t hear much about people throwing bottles of wine, eg, in the bin.
emms…another recipe for bananas:
BANANA BREAD PUDDING:•1/3 cup raisins or currants
•2 tablespoons plus 1/4 cup dark rum
•2 tablespoons (1/4 stick) butter
•3 bananas, peeled, halved crosswise and then lengthwise
•5 tablespoons sugar
•2 cups whipping cream
•4 large eggs
•1 teaspoon vanilla extract
•8 ounces firm white bread slices, crusts trimmed, each slice cut into 3 strips
•1/2 cup chopped toasted pecans (about 2 ounces)
RUM SAUCE:•1/4 cup (1/2 stick) unsalted butter
•1/2 cup whipping cream
•1/2 cup packed dark brown sugar
•Pinch of salt
•2 tablespoons dark rum
FOR BANANA BREAD PUDDING:Combine raisins and 2 tablespoons rum in a small bowl. Let stand 20 minutes.
Melt 2 tablespoons butter in heavy large skillet over medium heat. Add bananas and 2 tablespoons sugar and cook until bananas are tender, about 2 minutes per side. Remove from heat. Combine whipping cream, eggs, vanilla extract and remaining 1/4 cup rum and 3 tablespoons sugar in a medium bowl and whisk to blend.
Preheat oven to 350°F. Butter 9X5X3-inch loaf pan. Arrange 1/3 of bread strips crosswise in bottom of prepared pan. Arrange 6 banana pieces atop bread. Sprinkle with half of raisins and half of pecans. Arrange 1/3 of bread strips crosswise atop bananas. Pour half of egg mixture over. Arrange remaining banana pieces atop bread. Sprinkle with remaining raisins and pecans. Arrange remaining bread strips crosswise atop bananas. Pour remaining egg mixture over. Press gently on top layer to compact. Let stand 15 minutes.
Bake bread pudding until puffed and golden and knife inserted into center comes out clean, about 45 minutes. Transfer to rack and cool slightly.
Cut bread pudding into slices. Arrange on plates; drizzle with warm Rum Sauce and serve.
MAKE RUM SAUCE (Makes about 1 cup):Melt butter in heavy medium saucepan over medium-high heat. Add cream, sugar and salt. Bring to boil, stirring until sugar dissolves. Remove from heat. Stir in rum. (Can be prepared 2 days ahead. Cover and refrigerate. Rewarm over low heat, stirring constantly.)
latest news…banana recipes kill thread…who knew?
Indeed, James, the Heil is vile. I was horrified that one family member reads it: she offered me a copy and I told her I wouldn’t touch it with a bargepole. I read the i and the New European.
Got keys for new flat today, so have some safety. Will have to clue up in Glasgow after the funeral and get my stuff back to Hull.
Inty, that pudding sounds amazing. I bet the sauce would be good on ice-cream, too.
Rum sauce good on anything nuits…well, maybe not on tripe…or marmite…
Nuits, I like the alliterating there – family is sometimes a trial, but give it a while, and all flows like the nile and a smile 🙂
That’s a bit “tiré par les cheveux” as the French say, a great expression.
I was at t’dentist. This took hours: left work early, got there, and waited around for 90 minutes, but with things to do so it was alright. Dentist is a fine middle aged woman with long sixties red frizzy hair, listening to world music, and before she does anything she says
“Now first we’re going to do some breathing excercise. For relaxation”
We did breathing excercises, it was OK 🙂
Then she had a look, and since it was getting on for ten I says “Hey, shall we leave it for a week or so?” and so we left it.
That’s a cool and yet time wasting dentist visit, but no matter. It’s cool. (in the voice of Zaphod).
Nuits: A new home – excellent ! I’m still sort of homeless in a sense except not really, but living in university halls … well, it makes one feel slightly uprooted, ‘cos it’s not home.
It’s bleedin’ luxurious so I’m not complaining. Just: I ain’t got keys. I have a magnetic card.
Not the same at all, at all.
Really good for a year or so though, but not much more I think.
Right, I must away, ‘ere break of day, to hit the hay, or rather sink back gratefully on the hay after a long day.
Anyway, what’s this “hit the hay”?
No need for this affray ?
This violence, we’ll stay
I say, there are manay words in “ay”.
Hey hey 🙂
apologies for being fierce. ian brady is finally dead. may he rot in in hell.
Someone threw Myra over a balcony in nick
Josie O’Dwyer died alone in a cell, begging for help.
Sorry. That was probably a bit much.
Feel free to zap, admins.
Do you drive, Nuits and feel able to handle a medium sized van? You can get ones that you can hire at point A and drop off at point B. If you don’t drive do you know someone who’ll do it for you? Best of luck in your move, hope this is a happy home for you.
Took on board your holidaying by bus, that might be something we look at, thanks.
Got home today to a letter from NHS Wales (GIG, no idea what it stands for in Welsh). Anyway, you know it’s from them cos they use a certain franking system (Whistl), the no “e” is their fault. So a bit of a panic, not expecting anything. The letter said “We have been asked to arrange an ultrasound for you, please call us ….”. Another bit of a panic and then reason set in. If I’d not had the bad reaction to chemo at the end, I’d have had my op about now last year but they prob don’t know it was delayed by a few weeks and then I had to have another one. Or perhaps they do know and are just getting in early on the “it’s been a year since your ops” thing. Anyway, will call them tomorrow.
Can’t be sorry Brady is dead but I could not wish death on him, that makes us as bad as they are. Hope he and his partner did not have a good life in prison, and they have been there for most of my life. I hope it was horrible and I am sorry Hindley managed to pull the wool over the eyes of a good man like Lord Longford but glad, at the end, that her hopes were dashed. There is still one family who don’t know where their boy is, though. That is cruel. But cruel is what they were.
No, I don’t drive, 51. Never learned as I could never afford lessons or to run a vehicle. Also, I have difficulty co-ordinating hands and feet to do different things at the same time.
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