Homemade Banana Bread
1 cup brown sugar
½ tsp. cinnamon
1 cup white sugar
½ cup butter or margarine
½ cup applesauce or sour cream
3-4 mashed bananas
2 cups sifted flour
1 tsp. baking soda
1 tsp. baking powder
¼ tsp. salt
Preheat oven to 350.
Combine the first five ingredients listed together.
In a separate bowl combine sifted flour, baking soda, baking powder, and salt.
Slowly and carefully add to other ingredients.
Grease a spring form pan or bunt pan.
Add about half the batter then sprinkle with brown sugar and cinnamon mixture.
Add the rest of the batter on top of the brown sugar and cinnamon mixture and then top with the remaining mixture.
Bake for approximately 45 minutes or bake until center is firm to the touch.
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The warm sun beat down on my hair with the puffy white clouds in the crystal blue sky. Boston had felt like my new home. It was full of wonder and amazing secrets I've never known. She took my hand and rushed me over to the snack plaza that was finally brought out doors because of the gorgeous weather. Her blonde hair brushed against my shoulder as we ran to the nearest stand with sweet smelling fluffy pastries and colorful assortments of gummies of all shapes and sizes. I reached into my backpack to pull out my wallet but instead was a little container of some sort of bread inside and a note attached to it. “What’s that Syd?” Mady asked me sincere. “I am not really sure… But there’s a note attached to it.” I looked at the note puzzled. I unfolded the crumpled note and read out loud with a sad tone in my voice. “Dear Syd, I decided to leave you with a healthier snack instead of all of that candy. When you get back and finish your banana bread I will give you your money back. Until then, enjoy sweetie. Love, Mom…” We simultaneously sighed and Mady took the container from my firm grasp and opened the lid. A unique aroma of bananas and brown sugar invaded my nose and blocking out all of the other sweet smells of the other foreign pastries. I picked off a little piece of bread and squished it in my fingers. It felt like a gooey sponge between my two fingers. I shrugged, popping it in my mouth. My taste buds swirled with delight as the banana bread rushed down my throat. “Hey, don’t leave me hanging! I want a piece, I forgot my money!” Mady shouted. She plucked off the same size piece as me and tossed it right into her mouth. Her eyes became wide and she chewed even slower. “Wow! Nothing here could top that!” She yelled. We strode to the park to enjoy the unique addicting treat.
We sat at the bench in the park and nibbled away on the heavenly bread like no tomorrow. A pigeon swooped onto the table and pecked at the crumbs on the wood surface. I tilted my head in surprise to see the pigeon so close to me. It finished its crumbs and turned to look at me. It tilted its head to match mine and walked even closer. Mady cracked up laughing as I turned my head the other way and the pigeon followed my movement. Mady’s laughter grew louder and she fell off the bench, clutching her stomach and rolling around on the green grass. Another pigeon landed down on the table and started picking at the open container of banana bread. “Hey, shoo you bird! Get away from my banana bread!” I pounced at the table and snatched up the banana bread. Two more pigeons flew onto the table and stepped closer to me. “Mady help me! Get the pigeons away from the banana bread!” She tried to grab the pigeons which only made them step even closer. I held my breath, praying they wouldn’t attack me. “SHOO YOU STUPID UGLY BIRDS! SHOO SHOO SHOO!” She shouted. I knew Mady’s loud voice would startle them, and I was right. The pigeons were startled and flew right at me like bullets. I screamed at the top of my lungs as I dove off the bench and covered my head with my hands. I sealed the banana bread under my body as the pigeons started landing on me and pecking me. “GET THEM OFF ME! GET THEM OFF ME!” I screamed repeatedly in a shrill voice. She flailed her arms around and I felt her hand slide under my stomach and grab the container. Mady grabbed the banana bread out from under me and threw it across the park. The pigeons flew across the park like silver bullets and dove at the banana bread.
I couldn't speak the rest of the day after that. I remember I got back to the hotel with red marks all over me and a part of my shirt torn. My mother asked me what had happened and I just looked over at Mady, praying she could be my voice for today. I still wasn't able to speak even after a long walk back to the hotel. I saw Mady’s cheeks puff up and she fell onto the ground laughing as hard as she could. She held her stomach tightly as I put my face in my hands. My mother still never knew what had happened that day, but I’m guessing now she will.
Submitted by: "Sydney G"