Happy Dance Muffins: The Browner the Banana the Better it Bakes

A muffin among friends

A muffin among friends

I buy a lot of bananas — way more than I could ever hope to eat. Sometimes it happens on accident (I buy some the same day my husband does) and other times it’s intentionally on a whim (damn you, Costco), but the outcome is still the same — a corner of my counter is constantly piled high with bananas in various stages of ripeness. The good news is that I am always happy when I have a few extra bunches hanging out.

One reason is because they are a healthy snack — nutritious, full of potassium and excellent in both my morning oatmeal and my after-work smoothie.

Another reason is because I love to make this cake:

Slice of heaven

Slice of Heaven — Upside Down Caramel Walnut Banana Cake

Clearly, these two reasons are at odds with each other.

And the first week of the new year, after I have finally polished off the last of the Christmas cookies, seemed like a terrible (albeit still tempting) time to make this cake. After all, while I was sitting at the bar on New Year’s Eve, waiting for my husband to get off work, he made this for me to snack on:

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Banana-Rama Birthday Bonanza!

Make a wish....and you better make it a good one!

First off, I want to dedicate this post to one of my best friends, Oliver Lucky. We met our freshman year of college, probably our first day of being at school seeing as we lived in the same dorm. It’s hard to believe we’ve now been friends for 15 years — it doesn’t seem like that long ago that we were raising hell in Chinquapin Hall.

In the time that we’ve known each other, our friendship has been fairly fluid, from living in the same city to living a state apart, from seeing each other daily to maybe a few times a year. I’m lucky now because (finally!) we live within walking distance of each other and it’s been pretty awesome. However, since his time living in my neighborhood, we’ve regressed once or twice back to our college-day habits. There was an incident involving a little too much booze may that ended with me waking up on my living room floor to find Oliver fast asleep on the couch. Or not. It’s hard to say.

Anyways, it’s his birthday today and to celebrate I made a Black-Bottomed Banana Cream Pie. This came about for several reasons — because I needed to make another recipe from my folder to keep my resolution going and because I made the mistake of buying two bags of bananas at Costco and then promptly forgot about them. That place is dangerous!

Anyways, this recipe seemed like the perfect choice for a celebratory dessert. It also has the dubious honor of being one of the oldest recipes in my binder. I couldn’t find a date on the page, but after some googling it looks like it’s from a November 1998 issue of Cooking Light. The page I have has to be a reprint, but honestly it was a bit of a “shit or get off the pot” moment. If I still didn’t want to make this recipe, after all signs were clearly pointing toward yes, than it needed to be tossed. Thankfully I decide to “shit” and good thing I did — this pie is delicious!

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Reason #215 to love onions

I have always been a huge fan of the onion family — raw, sautéed, grilled, whatever, however — you name it and I love it. As a kid, my family used to be alternately amused and disgusted when I would stuff my face with fresh chives from my grandma’s garden. I would eat so many, my eyes would practically water but yet I couldn’t stop.

So when I saw this recipe for an onion honey tart made with puff pastry, I was sold. I have been meaning to make this forever, well since February 2011, but I never have créme fraiche around. The fact that I just wrote that sentence is one of the many things I miss about being a professional cook. In a restaurant, everything is accessible, especially in a fine-dining kitchen where marcona almonds, epoisse cheese and foie gras are always around. Not that I encourage stealing from work, but I doubt if anyone would have missed a scant half cup of créme fraiche. Of course, it wasn’t hard to find it in a more honest fashion — I bought a little container at an upscale grocery store and it certainly wasn’t expensive, about $6 for 7 oz. And now that I have some left in my fridge, I’m sure I can find a few more recipes I need to make soon.

But back to the delicious onion tart. First off, easiest appetizer ever! That is why I love puff pastry, it’s versatile and uncomplicated. I need to remember to always keep a box in my freezer because it just instantly makes simple things like onions look fancy. And since DB was headed over to my place to cook, I needed to find a fun snack for us to nibble on while we worked.

One thing that I thought was curious about this tart was the process for caramelizing the onions. Instead of using a pan, which is pretty much always my go-to method, the recipe has you toss the raw onions in wine, honey and bacon fat. Luckily while I don’t stock things like créme fraiche or shredded boneless chicken breasts, I do have a jar of bacon grease in my fridge. Spread the onions out on a sheet pan and let them bake in the oven until they are golden brown and tender, about 45 minutes. You have a little less control over of the darkness of the onions, unless you stand right beside the oven, but that defeats the easiness of baking them. And I have no problem confessing my laziness.

The rest of the tart is simple — roll out the pastry, crimp the edges, spread on the créme fraiche and bake until bubbly. If you looked at the actual recipe and then at my picture, you may notice two things are missing. One is bacon. Don’t judge me for this but I like to think of myself as a bacon purest. I like bacon on its own, crispy, fatty, salty bacon. I don’t like it in things where it fights both in texture and in flavor with the other ingredients. This means bacon on burger=no, BLTs=no, bacon in pasta=no. There are always exceptions, but they are rare. So even though this recipe called for actual bacon to be sprinkled on top, I stuck with just the bacon fat for the onions. All the flavor but none of the chewiness. Call me crazy, it’s okay, you won’t be the first or the last person to do so.

The second lost ingredient is the thyme. I have no excuse for this, I just forgot to buy some. Quite honestly, as nice as some herbs might have been, they certainly weren’t a necessity. The stand-out in the dish are the onions and that’s all you need to focus on.

Is it still considered healthy if you double the cheese?

Mexican Chicken Casserole w/ Charred Salsa

Ironically I hit the first bump in my New Years resolution as I was eating my first attempt at sticking to my resolution. Mouth full of cheesy macaroni, I was simultaneously pawing through my massive binder of recipes to find the next one to try out. This is when I realized why I always find it so difficult to cook the things that, at some point, I wanted to make so badly I mutilated a magazine just for the recipe.

The main issue is that I am drawn to recipes that are full of butter, cream, cheese, pasta and cured meats. I am half Swedish, but trust me when I say the quarter Italian and quarter French part of my heritage always win when it comes to food. I’m not satisfied with smoked fish on rye crackers, I want ravioli bathed in béchamel sauce, ragu, scallopini and gnocchi, and things covered in cheese.

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