Whole Wheat Banana Muffins with Almonds and Raisins

February 24, 2009

banana-muffin-mosaic

Photo credit: 1. spotted banana 2. golden raisins 3. almonds 4. eggs

3/4 cup sugar

1/2 cup vegetable oil

2 eggs

3-4 very ripe mashed bananas

3 tablespoons yogurt (you can use plain or vanilla – I like to use Greek yogurt)

1 teaspoon baking soda

1 cup whole wheat flour

1 cup white flour

1-2 handfuls of slivered almonds

1-2 handfuls of raisins

Beat the sugar and oil together. Beat in the eggs. (If you don’t have an electric mixer, beat the eggs in a glass first, then stir them in.)Add the mashed bananas. Stir in all the flour. Stir in the almonds and raisins.

Spoon the batter into a greased muffin pan and bake at 350 degrees for 20 to 25 minutes. This will make somewhere between 12 and 15 muffins, depending on how big you make them.

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What’s In My Lunch Bag, or Evidence That I am a Nomad

January 30, 2009

Remember when I was saying that it’s very important to pack a satisfying amount of food?

Here’s what I packed for lunch yesterday:

One and a half loaves of homemade oatmeal bread

One wedge of homemade cornbread

One tupperware container full of homemade cheese grits and homemade Brazilian black bean soup

An entire box of Stoned Wheat crackers

A tub of hummus

A bag full of almonds, walnuts, pecans, cashews, raisins, craisins, and dried cherries

Half of a very large carrot, many celery sticks, and a few sprigs of broccoli

An orange

A banana

Six homemade brownies

Do not fear, gentle reader. I did not consume all this food in one setting. So far, I have eaten two lunches, one dinner, many snacks, and I shared some of my bread with Jerry. And I still have leftovers! There’s enough for lunch and snacks tomorrow, too.

Why, you may ask, did I pack enough food for three days? Because I am a nomad, and I like to carry my food with me as I traipse about the law library.

Also, bad things happen when I pack a “normal” amount of food. First, I eat my lunch at 10 a.m. Then, I realize that I am starving and I buy lunch number two. Two hours later, I am starving and I buy a brownie. Basically, I am a bottomless pit.

Finally, carrying a loaf of bread around makes me feel  safe. Laugh if you want, but there’s something very powerful about knowing I have so much food that I cannot possibly run out. And by “powerful” I mean “enables me to walk past coffee shops and falafel stands and keep my money in my pocket.”