At what point does banana cake become walnut cake with bananas?
I have to admit to not being a big walnut fan - and that was even before one of the Montgomeryshire Domestic Sluts described them to me yesterday as 'pickled rat brains'. But the recipe said add 2oz of walnuts, so that's what I did. Plus four bananas. That's a LOT of the pesky things - but that's okay, as we HAD a lot, slowly going black and squidgy on the windowsill and acting as winter quarters for all the fruit flies in the world.
And to my uninitiated, naive self, the ratio of bananas to walnuts seems plausible.
But ... no.
The cake tastes kind of bitter. Wierdly bitter. Not at all banana-ery. In fact, a discerning person would describe it as, well, walnutty.
Which begs the question - should it be Banana Cake? Or is the lack of any kind of walnut reference in the title misleading? Today I have eaten the rest of the thing (purely as a research exercise) and I am still unsure. However, I am so obsessed with it (you think about the most peculiar things whilst feeding a baby at 3am, trust me), that I am prepared to put some funding in to a trial to gather consumer opinion.
On Sunday, I will make another cake. If you email me your snail mail address before Monday 4pm, I will post a reasonable-sized piece of cake out to you so that we can have some sort of consensus later in the week.
In other news:
- This week we have taken forty pounds of honey off of our beehives. That's loads - certainly our own personal annual supply of honey, so long as we don't get Tempted By The Dark Side in to making mead. I've got some photos and will do a 'this is how it went' post later on.
- Leo is still sicky as Mr Sick The Sick Boy, but he seems quite happy in between throwing up. And you soon get used to smelling vaguely of undigested formula, don't you?
- Ooooh, and I got two new hens. Of which I haven't taken any photos yet because they haven't come out of the house at a suitably photogenic moment.
- The Great DIY Plan has hit a slight hiatus - our Rayburn has a crack that may potentially leak Lethal Rayburn Gases in to the room and kill us all in an unsightly and inconvenient manner. Advice I have taken from Rayburn Experts leads me to believe that it will probably work out cheaper to buy a whole other Rayburn on eBay than repair this one. Eeep. In the meantime, our living room now has a pile of bricks at one end and I am watching various eBay auctions for free-standing kitchen units like a hungry hawk.
Oh, except, continuing apologies for my blogroll still being knackered - I need to strip the addresses out of Blogrolling and shove them in the template manually, as blogrolling appeared to be slowing everything down to glacial speeds; but that involves having my head together for about an hour and so isn't going to happen until B is at home and Of This World simultaneously.