Friday, 26 April 2013

Inspiration, thy name be Disney

Milly loves Stitch.  Stitch is the only Disney character in Paris she would actually touch, despite my annoying parent who wants a cute picture persuading.  If we could turn the dog in to Stitch I think Milly would be happy forever and never suffer any form of teen angst.  I should look in to that a little further.

So,  during the 5139th showing of Lilo and Stitch one morning I happened to look up from my pringles * induced haze ** and said character was dressed as Elvis. Pregnancy brain then kicked in and said mmmmm peanut butter and bananas, which is one up on the banana and marmite that I craved with Milly.  Now, I'm not a big Elvis fan but something in my mind must associate those things with each other so I decided to decamp to the kitchen.

Blue Suede Shoes Not Required

140g self raising flour
40g soft brown sugar
40g caster sugar
1 large very ripe banana
3 tbsp smooth peanut butter
2 x 40g bar of chocolate (or there about)
50g butter or marg

My oven : 140

Mush the banana with a fork. 
Cream together the butters, sugars and the banana until it looks like something you really should pour down the sink.

Chop one of the bars of chocolate in to small chunks of lovely.  Eat the other one.  Stir the chunks in to the gloop.

Dance in the flour to the who knows what mess in your bowl and mix well until it looks more food like.  

Just like with the other recipe for peanut butter cookies, take a tsp or so of the mix, roll in to a ball and squash on to a tray.

Bake for around 30 minutes or until brown.  

Obligatory Milk and Cookies Shot

Eat in front of the 5140th showing of Lilo and Stitch

* Other crisp products are available
** No actual haze occurred.


We didn't get trapped in Lapland for 4 months, which is a shame because it was an amazing holiday and Yllas is like something from a dream.  If you're thinking of doing a Santa trip I would say go for it.  It was absolutely worth every single penny we spent.  Check out the view from our balcony

There is something exceptionally magical about sledging all day before taking a sleigh ride through the forest in the moonlight and then returning to your apartment for a wonderful sauna and a couple of glasses of something to warm you up.  So magical that we didn't just bring back our usual tacky fridge magnet.

So by the time Christmas was done and I was ready to resume Mummy and Milly day, the morning sickness kicked in.  Unfortunately it stayed and I'm still waiting for that wonderful period of blooming and feeling a million dollars to happen, which means that doing anything that wasn't eating pringles on the sofa became a bit of a struggle and keeping up with the blog side of life slipped rather a lot.  We've still been doing our crafts and cookery, but on a slightly smaller scale than before so its time to play catch up.