I found a lot of GF alternate flours at our local Grocery Outlet. The good? They were pretty cheap for GF flours. The bad? They expire soon. So we got baking and trying out recipes. Here is one that worked pretty well. It's gluten-free, dairy-free, nut-free, and pretty tasty.
GF Banana Cake
1 1/2 c. sugar
4-5 very ripe bananas
1/4 c. softened butter
1/3 c. milk or milk substitute
3 eggs
1 1/2 t. baking powder
1 t. baking soda
1 t. salt
1 c. GF flour blend (the stuff that you substitute 1:1 for regular flour)
2/3 c. banana flour
Heat oven to 350°. Grease a 9x13 cake pan and set aside.
Cream sugar, bananas, and butter until very creamy and smooth. Add milk, eggs, baking powder, baking soda, and salt. Beat well. Stir in flours until well blended.
Spread in baking pan. Cook for 45-55 minutes, until cake is set and toothpick comes out clean.
Cool and frost as desired.
This makes a dense banana cake very similar to banana bread. You can add cinnamon or chocolate chips to it if you want.
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Thursday, February 28, 2019
Wednesday, February 27, 2019
Wednesday Words - Do You Find Me Shy Yet?
Do You Find Me Shy Yet?
She checked his profile one more time. Andre liked them shy? She'd give him shy. Her hands flipped through racks of silk dresses. Too skimpy, too short, too elegant. Did she even own anything that said, "Shy?"
Her hand closed over cotton. Plain white blouse, high neck, long sleeves. Plain black skirt that dangled almost to her ankles. If she kept her makeup light...
She checked her look one more time on her way out. Shy, definitely.
Her tongue flicked over her fangs as she smiled.
This was for all the shy girls hoping to meet a nice man. Andre wasn't a nice man. He'd soon regret his preference for shy girls.
But not for long.
I joined a group where we write a very short piece every week based on a prompt. I'm going to be posting almost every Wednesday.
She checked his profile one more time. Andre liked them shy? She'd give him shy. Her hands flipped through racks of silk dresses. Too skimpy, too short, too elegant. Did she even own anything that said, "Shy?"
Her hand closed over cotton. Plain white blouse, high neck, long sleeves. Plain black skirt that dangled almost to her ankles. If she kept her makeup light...
She checked her look one more time on her way out. Shy, definitely.
Her tongue flicked over her fangs as she smiled.
This was for all the shy girls hoping to meet a nice man. Andre wasn't a nice man. He'd soon regret his preference for shy girls.
But not for long.
I joined a group where we write a very short piece every week based on a prompt. I'm going to be posting almost every Wednesday.
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