Drooling over banana cake

I’m sitting at my desk, sipping black coffee, making phone calls to find buyers for our pigs and pork, and drooling as I do.

I realise that almost certainly sounds like a strange thing to be doing, even allowing for the fact that I am both somewhat toothless and ageing.

There is a more prosaic explanation than the effects of a disintegrating mind and body.

I like to flit through my favourite food blogs while working the phone and this morning, while doing just that, I came across The Wednesday Chef’s favourite banana cake recipe.

If you don’t like drool on your keyboard, read no further.

As promised, dear readers, I come bearing cake. Not just any cake, mind you, but the best banana cake the world has ever seen, if you will allow me some superlatives. This is not banana bread, in case you’re wondering; it’s nothing rustic and it’s not remotely acceptable for breakfast. This is cake, rich and tender as all get-out and sporting a gorgeous cap of creamy-sour frosting.

To tell the truth, I made the cake for you. Because yesterday this blog turned six years old. Six. Six! If this blog was a child, it would be in first grade! It would be reading. And telling jokes! If this blog was a dog, it’d be middle-aged! I think that calls for some celebration. And what, pray tell, is a celebration without cake?

via The Wednesday Chef.