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  My very British Husband is quite fond of telling me that eating peanut butter and jam together is completely insane.  That didn't stop him from scarfing down three of these as soon as I had them finished though!  (Me thinks he is a bit of a porkie pie teller and that he secretly LOVES the combination as much as I do!) Could it be that I have finally indoctrinated him to my wild and wooly North American ways????  Could it be that his veins are beginning to run a tiny bit  with peanut butter and jam???  I like to think so at any rate!  This is a combination I love soooo much!  It's that sweet and salty thing!   Today I decided to indulge it by making little peanut butter cookie cups.  I was going to make them snickers cups . . . but then I got sidelined by the Thames Jubilee Pageant and so I just filled them with jam before baking and then topped them with a quick buttercream icing.  I wanted to sit and watch all the fun! (...

  I hid a few bananas from the Toddster this week so I could bake with them.  I am not overly fond of fresh bananas, unless they are sliced on top of my rice crispies or sitting beneath a blanket of custard, or in a banana cream pie.  I love baking with them most of all.  If you were to offer me a bowl of fruit and there was only one apple in it and the rest were bananas . . . I'd take the apple every time.  Todd, on the other hand, loves bananas, and as soon as he sees them starten to really ripen he is in a mad rush to eat them all up before they go "bad."  I can't tell you the number of times I have wanted to bake something with banana in it only to see Todd sitting in his chair munching on the last banana!  Hence my need to hide a few bananas . . . so I can bake.  Lovely goodies such as Banana, Cranberry and Walnut Loaf.   This is so good that my neighbor asks me to bake him one each Christmas.  Or my Fully Loaded Banana Chip Muffins...

     Cookie or Biscuit, no matter what you call them . . . these wholesome home baked tea time treats are a favourite with kids of all ages.  When my children were growing up I always made sure there was a nice homemade snack for them to come home to at the end of the school day and homebaked treats to put into their packed lunches.   I know I was blessed to have had the luxury of being able to stay home during their growing up years and in all honesty I would never have had it any other way.  I know it meant we didn't have a whole lot of money for holidays and fancy cars, and stuff, but . . . I always kind of felt like I was giving my children the priceless gift of having a mother at home.      I can remember being frustrated at times as the things I baked seemed to evaporate as into thin air . . . but oh . . .  what I wouldn't give to have a house full of children again with all of the blessings, noise and activity that ...