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Monthly Archives: August 2014


I really like bananas.  But, I only like bananas when they’re still slightly green.  I may have mentioned this before because I tend to turn over-ripe bananas into banana nut bread.  But this time, I had a lot of bananas and I didn’t want to make 21983192837 loaves of banana nut bread, so I made banana nut pancakes instead.

I’ve made banana pancakes before, with and without nuts.  But most of the time, it involves adding sliced bananas into pancakes as they’re cooking.  I was thinking that it would be much better to add mashed bananas to batter than to add slices of banana to preformed pancakes and went about looking around if anyone else thought the same thing.  Also, my bananas were way too far gone to hold up to normal slicing.

Anyway, it turns out someone else had the same thought about adding mashed banana to pancake batter.  I figured since she was so kind as to throw a recipe out there, I would try it out.  I made the pancakes to recipe only omitting the sugar, because I was serving this with maple syrup and I figured it would be too sweet if the pancakes themselves were also sweetened.


  • I will probably adapt this into a buttermilk recipe for next time.  Just because I really like the taste of buttermilk pancakes. I rather like them made to recipe, but I reaaaaally like buttermilk pancakes.
  • Wait, I lied.  I didn’t make it entirely to recipe because I subbed walnuts for pecans.  I forgot.  But anyway, I like walnuts.
  • The batter is thick.  Very thick.  At least, for pancake batter.  But actually, I think I prefer it that way.  I find it easier to work with.
  • If you were to eat the pancakes without maple syrup (I always use real, btw), it might be a little bland without sugar.  But that would really depend on your bananas.
  • I froze my leftovers and I plan to just pop them in the toaster for quick breakfasts later on.

Yaris is a punk.  We’ve already established this.  But recently, she did something so outrageous that it begs to be documented.

Yaris and Horse recently spent some time at a doggy camp.  They were housed in the same cabin but I knew the cabins only had one large cot in the back, which would be big enough for both dogs to sleep on, but I knew it wouldn’t work because Yaris doesn’t like to share a bed with another dog.  So when I dropped them off at camp, I left her car bed with them so she would have some place familiar to sleep (as I was also pretty sure she would be whiny at night in unfamiliar surroundings).

When I picked them up from camp, I decided that I would have to wash everything they had with them at camp before bringing it back into the house, and I hadn’t had the time or energy to wrestle a dog bed through a wash cycle, so it’s just been sitting the garage.  Yaris still has her blanketed cot in my room, so it’s not like she didn’t have any place to sleep at all.

But sometimes Yaris wants to sleep some place soft, or at least softer than a bunch of blankets on a cot.  Her spare bed is outside in her apartment and I haven’t bothered to bring it into my room.  The only other soft surface to sleep on in my room is Horse’s bed.  So…she hatched a plan to steal Horse’s bed.

The other day, Horse was napping in his bed and I was in bed reading a book, when Yaris came in and enacted her plan.  She started acting really excited.  Horse and I both wanted to know what was so exciting.  I asked Yaris why she was so excited, but she ignored me and continued acting really excited, dancing around the room.  Horse finally got caught up in this; he wanted to be excited about something too.  So he started prancing around my room also being very excited, although I knew he had no idea what was so exciting.  Yaris kept up her whole excited dance routine for another moment or so, and when she judged Horse to be adequately distracted by his prancing about my room being all excited, she dropped the act and made a beeline for his bed and plopped down to take a nap.


Horse did not notice right away and was still prancing around saying that he was really excited.  But then after a few moments, he realized that Yaris was no longer excited and was in fact taking a nap on his bed.  And then he looked around and he didn’t know what was supposed to be exciting.  And then he was sad and didn’t know what to do.  He looked around my room for a little bit longer and then at Yaris who was napping away and then decided to just lie on the floor, confused.

Seriously, what a punk.

And no, I don’t intervene when she steals his bed in the middle of the day for a nap.  I only intervene at night when we all turn in for the day.  Horse is just going to have to learn to be less gullible.