Banana Nut Muffins, Take Three

>> Thursday, July 23, 2009

Back in June, I found a recipe for *healthy* banana nut cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. Mmm... Right? No. I forgot to add the baking powder, so they didn't come out right, and we threw away the frosting.

This past Tuesday night I tried again, with the baking powder but unfortunately without the taste. Well, Bill liked them. He even politely told me that his coworkers liked them when I sent them to work with him. But they were entirely too much oat-bran-and-whole-wheat and not enough banana-and-nut.















So tonight I gave it another go, with a different recipe. I've been reading a lot of blogs lately -- baby-oriented and baking-oriented -- and I'm also a huge fan of sequences. What better way to combine the two than to give you my step-by-step night of muffin-making?! Enjoy. And maybe you'll even get to taste one.

When (Bill and) I bake, we try to lay out as many of the ingredients as we can beforehand. Our kitchen isn't very big, and he's usually huffing and puffing about helping (even though he always volunteers, so I think he likes it...), so it's easier to lay out the ingredients than to try to maneuver around each other and find enough clean measuring cups and spoons.















Bill sifted the flour for me, while I beat together the butter, canola oil and sugar.






















Then I started to cut up the bananas, and Bill took over and mushed them with the masher. We combined the bananas with the rest of the wet ingredients and Bill mixed them up.















Then I had a contraction.















Once I stopped contracting, we folded the wet and dry ingredients together to make the batter.















I knew that we'd get that batter all over the muffin tins, and they'd bake and burn and be hard to clean in the morning. Bill got a Ziplock baggie and I poured the batter into it (very carefully!). I cut a hole in the tip and he squirted it out into the muffin cups. Scary, and a little weird to watch, but it worked well. It was his first good idea ever. (Just kidding, honey.)

We filled all 24 muffin cups.













And here we have the finished product, and the not-so-finished product!















The muffins are pretty delicious. They're still a little warm and mushy, and that makes me nervous that they're not completely cooked. But I haven't gotten sick yet, so we'll see how they stiffen up by tomorrow morning.

*Update, July 29: I had suggested that we put some of the muffins in the freezer, to save them, since we had so many. Unfortunately, I never followed through. This morning I went to get one and some of them were furry. :( Both completely disgusting and horribly disappointing. Next time!

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Steph and Bill

We officially met at Rowan University, in Bozorth Hall, in publication layout class in January 2003: Bill was a student, I was the professor’s helper. He kept pretending he didn’t know how to make bulleted lists, but I knew he just wanted me to keep running over to his computer.


We basically moved in together and started dating at the same time, and spent a couple of years hanging out and dreaming about the future and driving up and down the NJ Turnpike from our parents houses to “our” apartment in Glassboro, until we both moved back home after graduation from grad school. Where the pressure to get married already really started.


On June 17, 2005, I suggested we go into the city to see the Empire State Building, because it was something neither of us had ever done. On the walk from the train, I put on my left hand a ring he had given me for Christmas — I said I didn’t need a ring to know we were going to get married, and anytime he got around to it was fine. Whatever. Typical Steph-fighting-words.


When we got to the Empire State Building, I tried to go inside, but he kept me outside, saying how big the building was. I said, yeah, that’s great, let’s go inside, and started to walk toward the door. He grabbed my arm and spun me around to kiss and hug me, and said, Take that ring off that hand. If you’re going to have a ring on that hand, it has to be the right one. And he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a box and got down on his knee on the New York concrete and proposed. People coming out of the building stopped to watch. I cried.


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Miss Maeberry

Miss Maeberry came into our lives on March 24, 2007. She was born Jan. 11 of that year in the Poconos, and we rescued her as soon as we could. (Not really, but, well, we were glad to bring her home from the breeders’.) She was a tiny, scared, little bundle of fur … and then she grew up. Aside from the plethora of health issues she has, she’s a bit crazy. But we love her anyway.


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Xavier Shea

The love of all of our lives, and the main subject of this blog. Xavier came into our lives on Aug. 1, 2009, and quickly shot up both on the growth charts and in our hearts.


Let’s not waste anymore time here and just get to it, shall we?

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