Better Banana Bread

10 08 2008

Bananas seem to be the theme of recipe related posts these days. Well, I was craving some banana bread but wanted to see if I could make it a little healthier. I adapted a recipe from one of my favorite books- Favorite Recipes From Quilters by Louise Stolzfus (the recipe’s on pg 84). Here is my version. I had some misgivings about how it would turn out, but it baked up beautifully and tasted great. Too great actually, there’s none left for me to take a picture of!

Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Banana Bread

½ cup applesauce
1 cup sugar
1 egg
1 tsp vanilla extract
1TBSP cornstarch
1 cup white flour
1 cup whole wheat flour
1 cup oatmeal (uncooked)
2 tsp baking soda
3 ½ small to med bananas, mashed
¼ cup chocolate chips (and/or chopped walnuts)

1. Cream applesauce and sugar, add egg and vanilla and mix well.
2. Sift together dry ingredients. Add to batter, alternating with bananas. Mix until dough is moistened.
3. Fold in chocolate chips and/or walnuts and pour into greased loaf pan.
4. Bake at 350 for approx 60-70 minutes, or until done.

Note- can cover bread with foil if top is browning faster than it’s baking.

Who can resist anything with chocolate? And the great part is that the only fat (other than the chocolate of course) is from one egg. Not bad!

Good Samaritans

10 08 2008

This morning as I was walking into the church I was reminded of the parable of the Good Samaritan (Luke 10:23-37).  Because hubby is working this weekend, I had to get both of the kids to church myself.  I parked in our normal spot, which ended up seeming like three miles away.  In addition to a 20+ lb baby, I was toting the diaper bag, a bag of food to donate, and a sippy cup of milk (that wasn’t doing a good job of keeping the milk from spilling), all the while trying to keep the toddler safe, out of the mud, and walking faster than a snail.  Since we were getting there right as the bells were ringing there weren’t many people in the parking lot, but there were a few.  Some of whom even smiled hello at us from across the drive.  But not one person offered to help carry a bag or wait to hold a door. 


The Good Samaritan by Simon_K.I felt like the poor man in the parable who had been beaten and robbed.  All of his own people left him hanging.  I’ve been many places by myself with two in tow.  And I’ve found Good Samaritans along the way: in stores, in airports, at the park, etc.  But none at church?  This is where people are supposed to be kind and generous, where they’re supposed to look after their neighbor.  All that piety is for naught if a moment can’t be spared to help a fellow parishioner get her kids in the door.


I’m not saying I’m perfect.  There are, I am sure, a lot of people I could have helped and didn’t, most probably because I was too busy with my own life to even notice they needed help.  When you’re the one in need it’s easy to see everyone who’s not helping.  I wanted to write about it today to get people thinking (including myself) that we all could pay a little more attention to those around us so that we may see and help people in need.


PS- I’m happy to report we made it into the church without dropping anything and before the readings started!