Banana Bread with Dark Chocolate Chunks and Forgiving My Apartment

Banana Bread with Dark Chocolate Chunks and Forgiving My Apartment

So last night I found out that…nope, let me back track.

2 years ago I moved into my fabulous country apartment that I love so much. Second floor, lots of windows, big open rooms, enormous kitchen, a wooden deck overlooking trees and fields. I fell in love at first sight. πŸ™‚

A few months after moving in I started to get sick. Really, really sick. For the last year and a half I’ve been to numerous doctors, all of them running myriad tests before sitting me down gently and saying those oh-so-encouraging words: “We have no idea how to help you.”

Fast forward to this week. New doctor, same result, but instead of giving up she asked me what I thought it might be. I suggested that perhaps there was something in my apartment making me sick, perhaps I was allergic to mold. Well, turns out I was right. I am allergic to mold and the apartment building is apparently riddled with the stuff and as of last night I have to move. Ack!

My first response was to immediately think of everything that had to be done, which, of course, completely overwhelmed me and made me want to find a soft spot to hide with a blanket over my head. So I did what I always do when I’m similarly bamboozled: I cook. πŸ™‚

I popped in a Hercule Poirot mystery cd, collected bananas, a treasured bar of Scharffenberger dark chocolate, and other assorted ingredients, and mixed up enough batter for two loaves of whole wheat banana bread. Within thirty minutes my Evil, Naughty, Moldy Apartment smelled perfectly heavenly, and I forgave her for all the misery she’s caused me. πŸ™‚

Then I scoured Craig’s List and have a few options that I’ll be checking out today. Phew! 

So in the spirit of “when one door closes, another one opens” I will share with you some of my favorite Italian door photos. πŸ™‚ I will not, however, be sharing a photo of the banana bread because, in all the kafuffle, I neglected to take one. Grrr. πŸ™‚

The entrance to an Italian villa I stayed in last spring.
 A door in Perdifumo, Italy
 A door in Laureana, Italy
 A door in the abandoned home of a runaway countess in Laureana, Italy
 A rather rundown, but lovely doorway in Laureana, Italy
 An artist’s doorway in Laureana, Italy

Banana Bread with Dark Chocolate Chunks
(Adapted from King Arthur Flour Whole Grain Baking)

Ingredients:

1/2 stick unsalted butter (I used salted. Next time I’m using oil and apple sauce for moisture)
1/2 cup brown sugar
3/4 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp cinnamon
1/4 tsp nutmeg
1 tsp vanilla extract
1 1/2 cups mashed ripe banana (about 3)
1/4 cup honey (I used agave syrup)
2 large eggs
2 cups whole wheat flour
1/2 cup chopped walnuts (I used ground almonds)
I added 1/4 cup desiccated coconut and 1 bar dark chocolate, chopped

Directions:

  1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Lightly grease two 9 x 5-inch loaf pans.
  2. Beat together butter, sugar, baking soda, salt, cinnamon, nutmeg and vanilla in a medium bowl until smooth. Add the banana, honey, and eggs, beating until smooth. Add the flour and nuts, stirring until smooth.
  3. Spoon batter into prepared pans and let rest at room temperature, uncovered, for ten minutes.
  4. Bake the bread for 40 minutes then lay a piece of foil gently across the top, and bake until toothpick inserted into center comes out clean, about 10-15 minutes more.
  5. Remove bread from oven and allow to cool 10 minutes before turning it out of the pan onto a rack to cool completely.
Awards, Sunshine and Roasted Veggie Salad with Lime Cilantro Vinaigrette

Awards, Sunshine and Roasted Veggie Salad with Lime Cilantro Vinaigrette

Since getting in my car accident a couple of weeks back, I’m afraid I’ve fallen utterly behind on some important things. Three of those are awards given to me by some amazing women who always delight and inspire me with their blogs. My response has been delayed, but today is the day! Time for acknowledgment, gratitude, and passing on the love. πŸ™‚

The first is the TAQ Photography Award from my friend Chaya at Sweet and Savory Says It All. Chaya is a loving, cozy lady who is constantly whipping up delicious and gluten-free dishes for her hubby and family. She is so encouraging and kind, and helped me immeasurably when I first started blogging. Thank you SO much, Chaya! πŸ™‚

Now I get to pass the award along to 6 other bloggers whose photography I love, then I’m supposed to share some of my own favorite photos with you.

Justin Pearson – he did absolutely gorgeous photos of my brother and sister-in-law’s wedding
Emblem Photography – my uber-talented cousins, Dustin and Christy
Mae Chapman Photography – I love my friend Rebekah’s wonderful retro images
Leslie Pearson – my talented artist friend Leslie, who records her stunning artwork through video and stills
Morning Light In My Room – Yvette has the most dreamy photos, all from within the confines of her room
Passage Paradis – I just discovered her and love her documentations of her travels.

I’ll share two photos with you. One that makes my heart peaceful and one that makes me want to go exploring. πŸ™‚

This is one of my favorite photos I’ve ever taken, on the terrace of an Italian villa. 
The serenity, warmth and quiet it conveys are precious to me.

I so love this doorway – a stone arch at an old fort in Budva, Montenegro. It draws me in and makes me want to step right through and see what’s on the other side. πŸ™‚ One of these days I’ll SHOW you! πŸ™‚

Second is the Creativer Writer Blogger Award from a dear Portuguese lass at VanillaStrawberrySpringFields. She has been an amazing support and daily cheerleader. Her warm heart and loving nature delight all who know her. Thank you so much, dear Vanilla girl! πŸ™‚

Third is the Sunshine Award from my new friend Sarah at Maison Cupcake. I love her weekly Postcard posts from her jaunts around Europe, and her scrumptious macarons and other delectables are simply dreamy. Thank you muchly, dear Sarah! πŸ™‚

Earlier this week I was so happy to have three whole days of glorious sunshine! My apartment is so situated that I get the full benefit of afternoon sun without any of the icy wind. Hooray! I spent many a happy hour resting my injured self, laying in the sunshine reading great books, taking naps or just enjoying the peaceful do-nothingness of the day.

The topsy-turvy view from my comfy resting spot. 
It felt so bright and sunshiny that I was inspired to bring a bit of summer into my wintry world. I hauled out my collection of sundresses and wore one all day, feeling so spoiled. πŸ™‚
I tended to my little potted herb garden, so delighted to see that three plants survived the winter!!! 
Tiny purple blossoms on the rosemary – a wonderful herb for poaching salmon.
 Can’t wait to roast chicken with this lovely variegated sage.

Beautiful lavender, almost ready to be steeped into a fragrant tisane.

Then I was starving hungry and turned to one of my favorite summery recipes: Roasted Veggie Salad with Lime Cilantro Vinaigrette. I tossed artichoke hearts, fresh green beans and corn with olive oil, salt and pepper, and dried cilantro, spread them on a cookie sheet and roasted 20-30 minutes until they were beautifully caramelized with lovely crispy bits.

Then I tossed everything together with shredded chicken and a lime cilantro vinaigrette. Eaten warm or cold, it is my wintry culinary homage to summer. πŸ™‚

Roasted Veggie Salad with Lime Cilantro Vinaigrette

Salad Ingredients:

Big handful fresh green beans, remove strings and cut in 2 inch pieces
2 cups fresh, frozen or canned corn
1 can quartered artichoke hearts, packed in water
1/4 cup olive oil
2 garlic cloves, peeled and minced
1 cup shredded chicken

Salad Directions:

  1. Preheat oven to 450 degrees.
  2. In separate bowls, toss vegetables with olive oil, salt, pepper and garlic. Arrange on baking sheet and roast 20-30 minutes, stirring every 15 minutes to prevent burning. 
  3. Set aside to cool. 
  4. Combine with chicken and vinaigrette. Serve warm or cold.

Vinaigrette Ingredients:

1/2 cup chopped fresh cilantro
Juice of 3 limes
1 Tbsp Dijon mustard
1/2 tsp salt
ground pepper to taste
1/3 cup olive oil

Vinaigrette Directions:

  1. Combine everything but olive oil. 
  2. Add oil in stead stream, whisking until well incorporated. 
  3. Pour over salad and toss until evenly coated.
Wintry Gluten-Free Fondue

Wintry Gluten-Free Fondue

There are few things more warming and comforting to me on a cold winter’s eve than to gather around fondue pots with dear friends, dipping lovely bits of bread, meat and fruit into bubbling cauldrons of cheese, oil and dark chocolate.

My wish came true when CEC chose fondue as our menu theme for this week. YAY! We arrived toting hunks of cheese, slabs of chocolate and bags of fruit. Don fortified us with his oh-so-fabulous margaritas. I do so love that bit of salt mingling with the lime and vodka. Yum!

Selwyn stirred his marvelous concoction of Emmental, Gruyère and other goodies, Darren baked cheese-topped gluten-free bread for dipping, and Toby chopped a mound of dark chocolate. Cameron thinly sliced beef, Deb chunked strawberries, sliced bananas and cubed pound cake, and I carefully measured out Amaretto and heavy whipping cream. We stirred and tested and ladled and then, oh bliss, it was time to eat!

Darren’s Parmesan Topped Gluten Free Bread

Dipped in Selwyn’s Cheese Fondue
 The most amazing little beef bits – dredged in chickpea flour then fried – oooee!!

Then it was time for dessert! I took Toby’s mound of luscious dark chocolate and stirred it into heavy whipping cream and Amaretto for a divinely decadent chocolate fondue. Not everyone liked nuts, so we kept those on the side for folks to add at their leisure. I loved the added crunch. πŸ™‚

Mmm, lovely dark chocolate and slivered almonds ready for the dessert fondue.
 Deb’s gorgeous fruits ready to be dunked in chocolate fondue

Feeling sated and content, we adjourned to the living room to swap crazy stories inspire each other onto greater heights of creativity, no matter what our individual passion or bent. It was marvelous. πŸ™‚

Selwyn’s Cheese Fondue

Ingredients:

8 oz Gruyere, grated
8 oz Emmentaler, grated
8 oz of Cheddar, grated (white – no color additives)
1 tablespoon potato starch
2 cloves garlic, peeled and halved
1 Tbsp lemon juice
1 Tbsp butter
1 cup white wine

Directions:

  • Add potato starch to cheeses and set aside.
  • Rub fondue pot with garlic, set aside.
  • Rub cooking pot with garlic and leave in bottom of pot. Add lemon juice, butter and white wine and bring to a boil.
  • Add handfuls of the cheese mixture to the boiling wine and stirring constantly until all the cheese is added.
  • Continue to stir until smooth, then transfer to fondue pot and start dipping!

 Krista’s Chocolate Fondue
(From Rachael Ray)

Ingredients

3/4 cup heavy whipping cream, reserve 1/4 cup to thin if fondue begins to thicken
4 bittersweet chocolate bars, chopped, 3 1/2 ounces each
2 tablespoons Frangelico or Amaretto liqueur, optional
1/4 cup finely chopped hazelnuts or almonds, optional

Directions:

  1. Heat 1/2 cup cream in a heavy non-reactive saucepot over moderate heat until cream comes to a low boil. Remove the pan from the heat and add chocolate.
  2. Let the chocolate stand in hot cream 3 to 5 minutes to soften, then whisk chocolate together with the cream.
  3. Stir in liqueur and/or chopped nuts and transfer the fondue to a fondue pot or set the mixing bowl on a rack above a small lit candle.
  4. If fondue becomes too thick, stir in reserved cream, 1 tablespoon at a time, to desired consistency.

Darren’s Gluten-Free Crusty Boule
(From Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day)

Ingredients:

2 cups Brown Rice Flour
1 1/2 cups Sorghum Flour
3 cups Tapioca Flour [3](also called tapioca starch)
2 tablespoons yeast (can be reduced but you will have to increase the rise time)
1 tablespoon kosher salt (increase or decrease to taste)
2 tablespoons Xanthan Gum
2 2/3 cups lukewarm water
4 large eggs, whisked together
1/3 cup neutral-flavored oil or olive oil
2 tablespoons honey or sugar

Directions:

  1. Mixing and storing the dough: Whisk together the flours, yeast, salt and xanthan gum in a 5-quart lidded Round Food Storage Container.
  2. Combine the oil, honey and water, set aside.
  3. Dump the eggs into the dry ingredients and then stir while you pour in about 1/3 of the oil and water. Unlike our wheat doughs we do not add all of the liquid at once and stir. If you do that it will result in a lumpy dough.
  4. Continue to stir while you pour in another 1/3 of the liquid.
  5. The dough will start to come together in a thick dough. Add the final 1/3 of liquid andstir until the dough is nice and smooth. Cover with the lid, but do not snap it shut.
  6. Allow it to rest on the counter for about 2 hours. Place the dough in the refrigerator and store for up to 7 days.
  7. On baking day take the bucket from the refrigerator. The dough will be quite fluffy still and you want to try not to handle the dough too much. Just like our other doughs the trick is to keep as much of the air bubbles in tact as possible.
  8. Use wet hands to remove 1-pound (grapefruit-size) piece of dough from the bucket.
  9. The dough will be quite scraggly when you take it out, just place it on a piece of parchment paper.
  10. Use wet hands to smooth out the surface of the dough. This may take dipping your hands in the water a few times to get a nice shape.
  11. Cover loosely with plastic wrap and allow to rest on the counter for about 90 minutes. If your kitchen is very warm you may only need about 75 minutes.
  12. 30 minutes before baking time preheat the oven with a 5 1/2 quart Dutch Oven in it to 500 degrees. Be sure it is fitted with a metal Replacement Knob, the original plastic knobs can only be heated to about 400 degrees.
  13. The dough will not have grown much while resting, but it will seem a little bit puffier. Use a serrated knife to cut slashes in the dough.
  14. Remove the pot from the oven and take off the lid.
  15. Lift the bread on the parchment and VERY CAREFULLY lower the parchment and bread into the pot, replace the lid onto the pot. Return to the oven and bake for 20 minutes. After the 20 minutes remove the lid, turn the heat down to 450 and bake for an additional 15 minutes.
  16. Once the bread is done baking remove it from the pot using a spatula.
  17. Allow the bread to cool completely before eating or the center may seem gummy.

    Germany, Volksfest and Dark Chocolate Dipped Gooseberries

    Germany, Volksfest and Dark Chocolate Dipped Gooseberries

    Last fall I saved enough air miles for a free ticket to Paris! I stayed with my brother Ryan for two whole weeks of rambles along cobbled streets, leisurely dinners with good friends, and blissful solitary writing over espresso at a nearby cafe.

    Mid journey, however, we took a weekend to fly to Germany to meet up with Ry’s girlfriend Melissa and our sister-in-law Kendra for a jolly couple of days laughing, talking and exploring.

    It was the perfect time of year, not too cool, the hillsides and forests a riot of fiery oranges, reds and golds as autumn crept into winter.

    After a scrumptiously lazy Saturday morning we decided to mosey on over to Volksfest – Stuttgart’s answer to Oktoberfest. Fortified with delicious Italian coffees from the PX (my brother Evan is stationed in Germany), we drove off, oohing and aahing at the gorgeous autumn foliage.

    We arrived in Stuttgart just before evening, the setting sun casting a warming glow over faces, buildings and countryside.

    We joined hordes of Germans clad in traditional dress, and entered the gates of the fairgrounds. We were met by this towering confection festooned with flowers. I thought it looked like a gigantic pepper grinder.

    We wandered through the crowds, blending right in with our blond hair and blue eyes, delighting in the leiderhosen, braided locks, and jaunty polka tunes emanating from the bevy of beer houses lining the main drag.

    We determined to try every kind of food we possibly could, even if it was just a bite. We downed sausages piled with mustard, devoured hot, giant pretzels, and nibbled corn-on-the-cob drenched in garlic butter.We saw lots of people with these heart-shaped, decorated cookies hanging around their neck or dangling from their wrist, but we passed them up in favor of other delicacies.

    Ry and I couldn’t go to Volksfest without sampling the local brew.

    Ah, this brother o’ mine makes me laugh πŸ™‚

    Nor could we pass up these exquisite candy apples and chocolate-dipped gooseberries and raspberries.

    Needless to say we were thoroughly stuffed by the time we left. πŸ™‚

    That night we drove to Munich, and one day soon I’ll tell you about the lovely Iranian restaurant we found. πŸ™‚

    O Canada, and A Bit of Olympic Magic

    O Canada, and A Bit of Olympic Magic

    To my absolute delight I was able to make it to the Olympics this Saturday! HOORAY! HOORAY! πŸ™‚ A good sleep, pain pills and someone else doing the driving helped tremendously. πŸ™‚

    The weather was an absolute dream with clear blue skies, brilliantly warm sunshine and only the lightest of breezes. Our caravan of eight friends made it across the border with no trouble, drove to New Westminster and joined a happy, jostling crowd on the sky train to Vancouver. We were crammed in like proverbial sardines, a gaggle of languages and nationalities: Norwegians with their flag-trimmed hats, Swiss with cowbells, and Canadians sporting dyed red hair and huge flags as capes.

    We emerged from the station into blinding sunlight and a bustle of Olympic visitors getting a head start on the crowds. We headed straight for the Olympic torch. Frustratingly it is surrounded by towering chain-link fences that thwart all but the smallest cameras from getting a good shot. At that moment I was especially grateful for my tiny little camera as I slipped it through the chain links and got an unimpeded shot. πŸ™‚

    None of us could afford tickets to actual events, but we were thrilled to pieces just to be there, soaking up the atmosphere and the sights. Vancouver alone is one of my favorite cities in the world, but with all the Olympic festivities it was a smorgasbord of sights, sounds and experiences.

    Most of the time we just walked, taking it all in.

    Reflections
    People bargaining and trading Olympic pins.

    Some VERY patriotic Canadians πŸ™‚

    Sidewalks were painted with the flags of different countries.

    Random street corners were marked with brightly painted birds like these:

    Entertainment was found around every corner as magicians, painted mimes, and musicians strutted their stuff. A zip line was strung over a downtown street and visitors waited 6 hours for the privilege of whizzing over the heads of the rest of us. Young men demonstrated their skills with a soccer ball and caused a massive pedestrian traffic jam as onlookers halted mid-stride to ogle. Other boys started a USA vs Canada street hockey game and a crowd quickly gathered to cheer on their favorites.

    We were passed by a whole troupe of Russian sailors, smart as can be in their crisply pressed uniforms. A couple of Turkish men strode by, distinctive in their white felt coats and hats.

    We made our way to the Irish House, one of many cultural stations set up around the city. We had no idea what to expect, thinking perhaps it would be a museum-ish cultural display of some sort. Boy, were we off! πŸ™‚ $10 was the entrance fee and in we went, our senses instantly assaulted with the jaunty and deafening tunes of the Irish band on stage, smell of bangers sizzling on the grill, and the shouts of patrons trying to make themselves heard above the din. Although we arrived during “family friendly” hours, the party was in full swing and it was grand fun to be in the midst of it. πŸ™‚ Our tickets gave us a free drink from an oh-so-cheery chap at the bar, so we hollered our choices then found spots to observe the frivolity around us. College guys sipped their beers and watched Olympic events on flat screen TVs, middle-aged couples nursed their gin and tapped their feet to the music, and others happily scarfed down traditional Irish food such as bangers and mash, pasties and sausage rolls. When our ears could take no more, we stepped back outside, basking in the quiet, the sunshine, and the ability to carry on a conversation without hollering. πŸ™‚

    Although we stopped for delicious sandwiches at Moonpennies around noon, by mid-afternoon we were positively ravenous and got a table at a Canadian legend: The Keg for more substantial fare. The dark interior, warming fires and excellent food did much to ease our aches, warm our bodies and rejuvenate us for a bit more walking.

    We (Trish, Deb and me) loved this bus stop, made to look like a chair lift. πŸ™‚ Yeah, we’re crazy girls. πŸ™‚

    After a quick shopping trip for Olympic gear at the Hudson’s Bay Company

     …we headed back to the waterfront to see the Olympic flame at night, and that is where the magic happened.

     Photo by Trish’s hubby, Todd

    The crowds around the Olympic flame grew by the moment, deeper, denser, until we were packed so close we could only shuffle as we tried to get to the train station, and sometimes not move at all. We held on to each other for dear life, not wanting to get separated and lost in that teeming mass of humanity. It was dark, save for the light of the Olympic flame and suddenly, a young guy a few feet away from me started singing “O Canada” at the top of his lungs. At first it was just him, but then voices popped up from all over the crowd, and soon we were singing. Oh how we sang, grinning, laughing, cheering, and our fearless leader swung his arms and didn’t even care that he had to switch octaves half way through. We laughed and surged on, singing in multiple keys, a beautiful mishmash of song while the Olympic flame burned brightly behind us. As we finished the crowd erupted in cheers, whistles and clapping. It was a beautiful moment, pure magic, and the best imaginable way to end our day at the Vancouver 2010 Winter Olympic Games.

    Photo by Trish’s hubby, Todd
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