It is astounding just how long a toddler can need to stay on the BRAT diet (that’s Bananas Rice Applesauce Toast for the non-parents–all of the binding foods). You can shake it up with plain white pasta and the inside of a baked potato (ooh! aah!) but in general white, boring and flavorless is the name of the game. It is because the, ah, less pleasant parts of a stomach virus can last foooooorever when they are that young. It is extremely aggravating, especially because being young and being unreasonable go hand in hand, which means if they catch you eating anything interesting when they cannot there are bound to be fireworks.
Sammy has been symptom free for 1 1/2 days now, so in an effort to justify making myself some pound cake, I decided to see if maybe banana bread would be ok (I made myself a different cake, recipe to come soon). I kept it very simple, using a tried and true recipe from my sister. So far, fingers crossed, they have enjoyed the bread with no ill effects. They both really loved it–alas I cannot report on it myself because eating bananas or anything with bananas for me would be akin to eating out of the garbage disposal. Yes I hate bananas that much. So I will send you over to my sister’s site for the recipe. I used light sour cream and Ceylon cinnamon. The only change or amendment I would make is to say that next time I would actually measure the bananas out by volume because I think maybe my 4 bananas were on the large side and as a result the bread is borderline too moist, if such a thing is possible. It is also possible I did not mash my bananas thoroughly enough–my sister was not home to ask, I have certainly (ugh) never mashed bananas before, and honestly I just wanted the experience over with. I am sure most of you are regarding your screens oddly right about now, but what can I say, bananas give me the wiggins.