Posted on 07/31/2008 9:29:21 PM PDT by JustAmy
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JANET'S RICH BANANA NUT BREAD
INGREDIENTS (Nutrition)
1/2 cup butter, melted
1 cup white sugar
2 eggs
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 cup sour cream
1/2 cup chopped walnuts
2 medium bananas, sliced
DIRECTIONS
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease a 9x5 inch loaf pan.
In a large bowl, stir together the melted butter and sugar.
Add the eggs and vanilla, mix well. Combine the flour, baking soda and salt, stir into the butter mixture until smooth.
Finally, fold in the sour cream, walnuts and bananas. Spread evenly into the prepared pan.
Bake at 350 degrees F (175 degrees C) for 60 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted into the center of the loaf comes out clean. Cool loaf in the pan for 10 minutes before removing to a wire rack to cool completely.
“Is she adorable?” s/b Isn’t she adorable.
Can’t type this morning. :)
Yowser! They DO make a pretty picture though!
Thank you!
Lol! Don’t worry, Amy, I understand. I can’t type before I’ve had at least two cups of coffee to perk me up in the morning. :)
She’s a real doll, for sure!
I have a friend who watches her two grandkids during the day (boy, 6 and girl, 3). I told her if they ever get to be too much, just send them over to me, no charge. She lives just down the street, so it’s convenient to take over when she needs the help. Not having any sweet wee ones to care for myself, at least I get to enjoy someone elses gorgeous grandkids and I love every minute it! :)
Oh no, banana bread! Another weakness of mine! :P
Between your banana bread and Gran’s carrot cake, I can forget about losing any weight. Dang, that looks so good....maybe just a little piece of each....:)
SWEET CORN MUFFINS
1 c. all-purpose flour
1/2 c. yellow cornmeal
1/2 c. sugar
1/2 c. butter, melted
2 tsp. baking powder
1/2 tsp. salt
2 eggs
1/2 c. milk
1/2 tsp. corn syrup
Mix first 6 ingredients. Combine eggs, milk, and syrup separately. Mix the flour mixture and the milk mixture together. Grease muffin tins and fill each cup 1/2 full of batter.
Bake 9 to 12 minutes or until brown at 450 degrees.
Dumb Ohio Laws:
In Ohio, if you ignore an orator on Decoration day to such an extent as to publicly play croquet or pitch horseshoes within one mile of the speaker's stand, you can be fined $25.00.
Women are prohibited from wearing patent leather shoes in public.
It is illegal to fish for whales on Sunday.
It is illegal to get a fish drunk.
The Ohio driver's education manual states that you must honk the horn whenever you pass another car.
Participating or conducting a duel is prohibited.
It is illegal for more than five women to live in a house.
It is illegal to mistreat anything of great importance.
Owners of tigers must notify authorities within one hour if the tiger escapes.
No one may be arrested on Sunday or on the Fourth of July.
In Columbus,
It is illegal for stores to sell corn flakes on Sunday.
“Suddenly we saw a gigantic wave of prodigious height advancing toward the seashore with considerable speed. Immediately, the crew . . .managed to set sail in face of the imminent danger; the ship had just enough time to meet with the wave from the front. The ship met the wave head on and the Loudon was lifted up with a dizzying rapidity and made a formidable leap... The ship rode at a high angle over the crest of the wave and down the other side. The wave continued on its journey toward land, and the benumbed crew watched as the sea in a single sweeping motion consumed the town. There, where an instant before had lain the town of Telok Betong, nothing remained but the open sea.”
One of the most harrowing accounts was that of a Javanese field hand working in paddy fields located 8 km inland on Java, near the town of Merak. The following is his account of events at ~10:30 a.m., Monday morning:
” . . .all of a sudden there came a great noise. We . . .saw a great black thing, a long way off, coming towards us. It was very high and very strong, and we soon saw that it was water. Trees and houses were washed away . . .The people began to . . . run for their lives. Not far off was some steep sloping ground. We all ran towards it and tried to climb up out of the way of the water. The wave was too quick for most of them, and many were drowned almost at my side. . . . There was a general rush to climb up in one particular place. This caused a great block, and many of them got wedged together and could not move. Then they struggled and fought, screaming and crying out all the time. Those below tried to make those above them move on again by biting their heels. A great struggle took place for a few moments, but . . . one after another, they were washed down and carried far away by the rushing waters. You can see the marks on the hill side where the fight for life took place. Some . . . dragged others down with them. They would not let go their hold, nor could those above them release themselves from this death-grip.” — From A. Scarth, 1999
After traveling 40 km over the Sunda Straits, pyroclastic flows struck southern Sumatra with a vengeance, remaining hot enough to incinerate entire villages and burn all vegetation before loosing impetus on the highly forested mountainsides. The wife of Controller Beyerinck from the Sumatra village of Ketimbang described her experience on the morning of August 27, when the outermost edges of a pyroclastic flow enveloped her family and their acquaintances, killing some and sparing others:
“Suddenly, it became pitch dark. The last thing I saw was the ash being pushed up through the cracks in the floorboards, like a fountain. I turned to my husband and heard him say in despair ‘ Where is the knife?’ . . . I will cut all our wrists and then we shall be released from our suffering sooner.’ The knife could not be found. I felt a heavy pressure, throwing me to the ground. Then it seemed as if all the air was being sucked away and I could not breathe. . . . I felt people rolling over me . . . No sound came from my husband or children . . . I remember thinking, I want to . . . go outside . . . . but I could not straighten my back . . . I tottered, doubled up, to the door . . . I forced myself through the opening . . . I tripped and fell. I realized the ash was hot and I tried to protect my face with my hands. The hot bite of the pumice pricked like needles . . . Without thinking, I walked hopefully forward. Had I been in my right mind, I would have understood what a dangerous thing it was to . . . plunge into the hellish darkness . . . I ran up against . . . branches and did not even think of avoiding them. I entangled myself more and more . . . My hair got caught up . . . I noticed for the first time that [my] skin was hanging off everywhere, thick and moist from the ash stuck to it. Thinking it must be dirty, I wanted to pull bits of skin off, but that was still more painful . . . I did not know I had been burnt.” — From A. Scarth, 1999.
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Your little cutie is going to love this, jaycee..I sure do!
Dolly, you are in our thoughts, our hearts, and our prayers as you are about to go into the courtroom. Please let us hear from you as soon as you can. God Bless you, and Josie. Praying for a good outcome and your life can begin to return to normal again.
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Adorable is a perfect word for such a precious darling! Jaycee, I’ll bet she looks JUST like her grandma!!
Sounds so Good! Putting this in my recipe file.
Beautiful flowers, beautiful frame, Meg.
Thank you for bringing beauty to Amy’s Place.
Everything you ever wanted to know about volcanoes (updated yesterday).
http://volcanoworld.wordpress.com/
(Thank you, OESY for your pics and info on Krakatau) And, Harry Belefonte used to be one of my favorites (back in the old days before I paid much attention to politics.)
Your illustration looks very elegant with that framing. :)
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