I am a sharer…. Ok I am often an over sharer I think this compulsion comes from a desire to make people feel comfortable in my company and I really hate awkwardness. My sharing usually comes in the form of verbal diarrhoea, if I could force group hugs on people I would, instead I talk. I make self-deprecating jokes and even on occasions do a little comedy sketch, however my tendency to share doesn’t always connect. This disconnection occurred quite recently when meeting someone new at work. I was asked how I felt having my office so close to the Director, did I have to be really careful to be quiet and look efficient? I pointed out to my colleague that given I had no ‘inside’ voice being quiet was never going to happen. I went on to explain how the director is so focused on his work that I can tap dance right past his room and he would never even know. I then proceeded to do a little tap number complete with jazz hands…….. I was met with a completely blank face and I realised that my attempt at humour and warmth was clearly not translating well. My response, keep on talking at the person in a friendly upbeat tone until they capitulate. I am still waiting…😦
Surprisingly sharing translates even worse with people I have just met in random public places. Recently I was standing next to a middle aged man at the bus stop when it was pouring with rain. He did not have an umbrella and I saw the rain literally stream down his face and down the back of his suit. In what I thought was an act of kindness and maybe even chivalry, I simply without saying anything moved my umbrella over a little so that he could get some protection from the rain. He looked at me peculiarly and I just smiled back at him and said you looked like you were getting a little wet. He didn’t respond but just shuffled a bit. We stood for a while longer cramped amongst other people waiting for the bus, not saying anything (serious self control for a person who abhors a silence) when a bus finally arrived and people started moving slowly towards the entrance of the bus. The stranger and I started to move with the crowd, I did my best in the jostling to try and continue to share the protection of my umbrella. He looked at the umbrella and at me as if I was clearly deranged and wielding the umbrella with a sinister purpose, maybe to steal his wallet or a lock of his thinning hair, finally he turned around and said’ I don’t want your umbrella’ and got himself lost in throngs of people before boarding the bus and continuously looking over his shoulder as if I might spring out and molest him with my spotted umbrella and charitable attitude.
This cake will encourage all to enjoy your generous spirit and even forgive you the occasional impromptu tap dance. I made a few modifications because of what I had in the cupboard and fridge. The cake was deliciously moist and had a host of complimentary flavours that made it a great mid morning snack with a cup of tea.
Are you a sharer? Would you have offered your to share your umbrella?
Dried Blueberry, banana and coconut loaf
8- 10 slices
adapted from Coconut and Cherry Banana Bread from Kitchen by Nigella Lawson
- 110 gms unsalted butter
- 15 gms of crème fraiche
- 4 small ripe bananas
- 150 gms caster sugar
- 2 eggs
- 175 gms plain flour
- 2 tsp of baking powder
- ½ bi carb soda
- 80 gms of dried blueberries
- 80 gms of shredded coconut
1. Preheat the oven to 170 degrees. Butter and line a loaf tin
2. Process or mash the bananas and crème fraiche together.
3. Melt the butter in a saucepan. Allow the butter to cool a while and then add the sugar.
4. Once the sugar is combined and dissolved in the butter, it should be a thick mixture, add the mashed bananas and eggs.
5. Fold in the flour, baking powder, bicarb and coconut.
6. Finally lightly fold in the dried blueberries.
7. Spoon into the loaf tin. It will be a very thick.
8. Bake in the oven for 40-50 mins until skewer comes out clean and the cake has come away from the sides of the tin.