So Peter and I began the long and arduous process of packing up all of our belongings last night. Although I just moved in with Peter a couple of years ago, he has lived in our current apartment for the last eight years, so you can imagine how much stuff we have accumulated. I barely know where to start.
I swear Peter is a hoarder. The last time I got a bug up my ass and decided it was time to cull the herd as far as our belongings go, he still had textbooks and essays from college (he graduated 11 years ago for crap’s sake). I think I’d be better off packing by myself so he can’t see all the stuff I decide to throw away. He kept trying to sneak things back into the basement last time, and that shit just ain’t gonna fly this time around!
While Peter has moved about 3 times in his entire life, I’ve moved pretty much every year since I moved to Milwaukee for college, up until the last couple of years. I’m an expert at looking at things rationally and deciding if it’s something I really need to bring with me. I can pack up boxes like a Tetris champion. I usually manage to be completely unpacked within a few days of moving because I hate clutter. It’s like I was made for this.
We decided to get started in the basement since the majority of the stuff down there aren’t things that we use on a regular basis. We were smart enough not to unpack anything we received as wedding presents, with the exception of a few essentials, so it seemed like that was a logical place to start. Unfortunately, I ran out of packing tape after only a few boxes, so we didn’t really get too far. The basement looks like more of a disaster now than when I started, but that’s just how things go. It’s all part of the process!
Peter broke the news that we would be moving to our landlords a couple of days ago. Tod & Hilder are actually our next door neighbors, and have been great landlords over the last few years. To try to soften the blow of us leaving, I decided to bake up a loaf of this chocolate chip banana bread for them.
I always buy a ton of bananas every time I go shopping since I usually eat one every day at work as a mid-morning snack. But there are some days that my breakfast was filling enough, and I just don’t need the banana to get me through until lunch. Regardless of if I eat the banana or not, the one I bring to work with me is basically a goner because if I don’t eat it, it gets so beaten up in my lunch bag by the time I get home that it’s too bruised and gross looking for me to want to eat it the next day. So I pretty much always have leftover bananas hanging out in the freezer.
I’ve never tried making banana bread before, surprisingly enough. Usually my extra bananas get tossed into a smoothie, but I thought banana bread would make a nice gift for Tod & Hilder. Then I accidentally forgot that I had made it for them, cut it up, and ate a piece. And I felt like giving our landlords a hunk of half-eaten banana bread was maybe not the most normal thing to do. So I sent the rest of it to work with Peter instead.
This banana bread is so nice and moist and has a mild banana flavor (I hate it when banana bread is too banana-y). The chocolate chips give it a richness and add some sweetness. Top a slice with a small pat of butter, and it’s a perfect little treat.
Chocolate Chip Banana Bread
Servings: 1 loaf
- 3 very ripe bananas
- 1/2 cup vegetable oil
- 1 egg
- 3/4 cup sugar
- 3/4 tsp cinnamon
- 1/2 tsp ground nutmeg
- 1/2 tsp salt
- 1/2 tsp baking soda
- 1 tsp baking powder
- 2 cups flour
- 3/4 cup chocolate chips
- Preheat oven to 350. Lightly spray a 9×5 loaf pan with baking spray. Set aside.
- In a medium-sized bowl using a potato masher, mash bananas until smooth. Add vegetable oil, egg, and sugar and mix together. Stir in cinnamon, nutmeg, salt, baking soda, and baking powder. Add in flour 1 cup at a time. Fold in chocolate chips. Pour batter into prepared loaf pan.
- Bake for 55-65 minutes, or until top is golden brown and a toothpick inserted into the middle of the pan comes out clean.
Inspired by: Six Sisters Stuff