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For Jan,

because she's positively been harassing me about posting this.

My Yummy Banana Bread Recipe
1 1/4 c. sugar
1/2 c. butter, softened
2 eggs
1 1/2 c. mashed ripe bananas
1/2 c. buttermilk
1 teaspoon vanilla
2 1/2 c. flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon salt

Topping: 3 tablespoons each of flour, oats, brown sugar and butter.

Heat oven to 350 degrees. Grease bottom only of a 9 x 5 x 3 loaf pan. Mix sugar and butter in large bowl. Stir in eggs until well blended. Add bananas, buttermilk and vanilla. Beat until smooth. Stir in remaining ingredients just until moistened. Pour into pan. In small bowl, combine first three topping ingredients. Cut butter into dry ingredients and sprinkle over batter in pan. Bake 1 1/4 hours or until wooden pick inserted in center comes out clean.

Yummy.

Comments

  1. mmmmm...love banana bread! :0)

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  2. Thank you thank you thank you
    THANK YOU!!!

    I love banana bread and while reading one of your earlier blogs you made it sound like it's the thing you make best in the world. (Mine is my clam chowder).
    Thanks again! And thanks for letting me be a pest. (It's the squeeky wheel that gets the grease....and the banana bread recipe!)

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