Step One: Put on matching outfits for no particular reason. Preferably with a trendy, rustic, lumberjack kind of vibe.
We made cookies today. I wanted to make banana bread with the black bananas that were rotting on the counter, but Jack Byron was having none of that shit. He wanted cookies. COOKIES. So I told him we would make banana bread cookies and that REALLY pissed him off, but then I told him he could crack the egg and we were good.
This is not my recipe. I totally lifted it from this website. But I did make some changes, so at least I have that.
They are soft and subtly sweet. They could easily be made vegan if you aren’t into animal products as much as I am. They are good for killing time on a Saturday in January when you feel trapped in endless boredom and kid fights. They are pretty good.
So here goes.
Banana Bread Cookies to Successfully Compromise With Your Resident Tiny Dictator.
2.5 cups flour
1/2 cup granulated sugar +1 T molasses
2 over ripe bananas
1/2 cup butter
1/2 cup Greek Yogurt
1/2 t Baking Powder
3/4 t Baking Soda
2 t vanilla
1/2 mini chocolate chips
1/2 cup chopped walnuts
Mash the bananas. Stir in the rest of the wet ingredients. The butter too, mash that in. Good.
Put in the dry ingredients (not the chocolate and walnuts). Let your kids mix it. Keep quiet about the chaos they are creating, they are LEARNING. Thy are QUIET. Ok, take over for a bit. Ok, done.
Mix in the chocolate chips and walnuts. They kids lost interest and left. You’re good.
Plop that shit on a cookie pan. Bake in a preheated 350 degree oven. 10-12 minutes.
Feed to children. Eat while staring out the window, longing for the freedom of youth.
Compromise tastes pretty good.