My Mom loved to cook. If I had to pick whether she liked cooking or baking better, it would be a difficult choice. She enjoyed trying new recipes as much as I do, but I think she preferred baking. Don’t get me wrong, she was amazing at both but I really remember her baking. Before my brother went off to college, she would make 3 pies a week for him and our Dad. Mostly apple and cherry but sometimes rhubarb or pecan (her favorite). Oh, and I should mention that these 3 pies a week all had piecrust made from scratch. Yes, it was the days before refrigerated pie crusts made everything oh so easy.
But then there’s her banana bread. One of my Dad’s favorite recipes that my Mom made for him. One of mine too. Now it’s a favorite in my family. I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing, but I don’t get to make it nearly as often as I’d like. You see, my family loves bananas. The problem is you need really ripe bananas for this recipe and my family likes them with a little green. They never get the chance to brown. The brown spots mean sweetness. When my Mom lived with us, I used to hide a banana stash at her place so I could make her banana bread.
My Mom passed away in 2014 and I miss her terribly. She was a great cook and we loved to cook together. As her health declined I would make some of her favorite recipes for her – mine and hers. Some days she was just not hungry, but if I came with this banana bread or my chocolate chip pumpkin bread, her face would light up. I’m so happy to have a number of her recipes. My favorite way to enjoy her banana bread is a slice warm from the oven, slathered with butter.