I wrote this LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG post yesterday about Banana Cream Pie and the sermon, and it disappeared when I clicked “publish.” None of the autosave versions were left either. Just gone 😦 So I will attempt to recreate it, since I’ve been cleanign for a few hours now and am taking a couch break 🙂 Small disclaimer for typos: I am using my husband’s tiny British laptop that he bought to take notes at school here, and a lot of the function and symbol keys are in the wrong places. Did you know keyboards were different in other countries?? I didn’t! Yesterday was a BANNER day for eating — so much so that the banana cream pie was our dinner. Yum!
I started the day with a bit of leftover sandwich and bacon from the night before, and a bowl of Golden Grahams, bought only for me because of a craving. I never eat cereal, but I saw them at the commissary the other day and had to have them. Lots of the other food items in this post – ok, all of them – came from the commissary – in other words – American eats!! 🙂 We travel about an hour and fifteen minutes to shop there – and that’s without traffic. Totally worth it. After church during the tea time I had brought American snacks to supplement the “biscuits” (think: hard cookies [although it could be any cookie] that get pulled out week after week. Not yummy.) I feasted on some peanuts and almonds and a bit of Bold Chex Mix. When we got home I “made” Ramen for everyone for lunch but I didn’t have any because I was full from the snacks (the only junk food I successfully avoided.) After lunch,Gabriel helped me make the Banana Cream pies…more on those in a second 🙂 Then I relaxed on the couch with Ruffles and French Onion Dip from the commissary, and a piece of leftover fried chicken from KFC. This was when my husband pulled out the Cool Ranch Doritos for him and the kids. We were really on a roll! Then we ate the pie around 7:30pm, and finally my husband made some “dinner” aroud 9pm. It was just one of those fun days! He made “chili spaghetti” as we call it – spaghetti noodles with Hormel chili poured over the top and then grated cheddar cheese (all things we can only get at the commissary – ok, maybe not the noodles.) I didn’t have any of that, though, because I was too full from the pie.
The sermon yesteday was about rejoicing – from Romans 5:1-11 – which I talked about a little in the post rather than my ongoing book review. I also didn’t read any more of the book I was reviewing this week (Give ThemGrace) because I picked up another at the mall the other day and couldn’t put it down. A little about it here — it’s called Call the Midwife and is a autoiographical sketch by someone who was a midwife in the 1950s in the tenements of the East End of London. I could hardly put it down – it was enjoyable on so many levels and really held my interest! There was recently (in the fall) a BBC (I think – or it could have been iTV) period drama based on the book, so I went into it thinking it was fiction. I usually love historical fiction and thought it would be good, but it was just riveting. You may not have heard of it if you’re in the US, but please, if you’re looking for a great book, check into it – you won’t be disappointed. That is, of course, unless you’re totally into teen vampire romance things and other stuff I don’t like – maybe it would just bore you. There are three more in the series, so I plan on picking those up soon as well.
Since I took the time to photograph the pie-making process, I’m going to post it again and hope that it makes it through this time to you 🙂 I adapted it from a recipe on All Recipes, so I think rather than type it out at the end I’ll just link to it and note my changes along the way.
It started out with a multipart tragedy – in which two children tripped over the vacuum cleaner, falling and hurting themselves on various parts of it, right after one of them had her finger shut in the door by Gabriel (she was running to show it to Papa) and while I was trying to salvage (unsuccessfully) one of the pie crusts I had just accidentally dropped in the trash. They were pre-made Nilla Wafer crusts from the commissary, and the package said a crisper crust could be obtained by brusing it with beaten egg whites and baking it for five minutes. I thought this would be better than a remotely soggy crust so planned on doing it. There were some cookie crumbs in the bottom of the pie shell, though, so I tried to dumb those out first, and the whole crust fell in the trash. Nice.
So we quickly whipped up a graham cracker crust (thankfully I had some of these – can’t be bought at the stores here, and the commissary graham cracker shelf was completely wiped out.) This crust needed to be baked as well, for 7 minutes. Here they are –
The recipe called for four bananas to be cut up and piled into the bottom of the crust, but only three would really fit in my smaller pie crusts.
In the meantime, you measure the flour, sugar, and salt into the saucepan. Gradually add the milk, and then heat until it’s boiling, while stirring constantly.
Gabriel did the hard work of stirring the whole time while I buzzed around him with bananas and such. Boil it for two minutes.
At the commissary I didn’t have a recipe in mind yet (it was an impulse buy when I saw th Nilla Wafer crusts, so I guessed about what I needed), so I didn’t know if it would need milk or cream. So I compromised and went with Half and Half.
In the meantime, beat your egg yolks.
The recipe said to add some of the boiled mixture to the egg yolks, give it a stir, and then immediately put the egg yolks, etc, into the saucepan with the other things. Continue heating/stirring for two minutes. Then, remove it from the heat and add
Stir it until very smooth and then pour over the bananas and bake for 12-15 minutes.
Here they are out of the oven…
And ready to eat – with some cool whip… from the commissary of course! 🙂
Here’s the recipe:
So you can tell, I was totally milking the “I’m 39 1/2 weeks pregnant” excuse yesterday for eating whatever the heck I wanted — the baby has dropped, making it possible to eat without feeling sick, although I still have to be a little careful about eating cheese or ice cream too late at night or I feel sick, or chocolate because it keeps me awake. This just means the chocolate milkshakes have to be midday instead of dessert after dinner hahaha 🙂 I am using the same excuse not to run (combined with the rain outside of and on) and instead plan on taking the kids on a nice hike when I get back from the chiropractor. I seriously have not used the “pregnancy” excuse to justify poor eating or slacking on my fitness for the entire pregnancy – seriously – because any time I eat the wrong things I have felt unwell (jittery, lethargic, sick, hyper, you name it) and whenever I have worked out it has made any negative pregnancy-related symptoms go away for a time, so there has been a great impetus for me to keep at it. Now, though, I only have a few days left to use the excuse, so I’m going to milk it. I even had John buy me bagged iced yesterday so I could indulge my ice craving as much as possible in the coming days. Unfortunately, I’m thinking the hospitals here don’t serve ice chips to women in labor, since the restaurants can’t even be relied upon to have ice. Oh well 🙂 I have a helper over today – the lady who is on call for coming to stay with us for 48 hours when the baby comes – doing the hand dish-washing and helping keep laundry going and just basic cleaning I’ve gotten behind on. I can leave her here while baby naps so we can hike more easily – if the rain holds off. Or maybe we’ll even hike in the rain, just for fun 🙂 Everything’s an adventure to little kids! Have a great week!
Do you use pregnancy as an excuse to eat whatever youw ant and not work out?
Do you like Banana Cream Pie? (did I mention this one tasted amazing???)
Have you heard of Call the Midwife? What type of books do you like to read? Or what was te last book you read?