This is a wonderful country. Oh sure we natives are all a bit over the top (well, very over the top) but with that comes our talent for throwing a great party. In the immortal words of the Beastie Boys, “You gotta fight for your right to party!” And that has never been truer than with my daughter’s generation.
Most of you might not realize it but in just a few days, most of the college students in Colorado won’t be in class. Nope, they are saving that sick day or that one test grade to be dropped for April 20th which just so happens to be National Weed Smoking Day. and the epicenter of that celebration is our own Boulder, Colorado.
Now I’m not saying that everyone attending this annual celebration will be smoking weed, especially not my perfect daughter, but they will certainly be celebrating with those who will. From what I hear, this exercise in civil disobedience turns the city of Boulder into a festival of sorts with energy drink companies passing out samples, a million flying Frisbees and a white cloud of smoke that can probably been seen from the space station. I feel so sorry for any retirees from Minnesota who innocently drive their RV into this beautiful little city having no idea what the hell is going on.
From what I understand this quaint little tradition has its origin in the 70s when a group of California high school students would meet at a neighborhood statue at 4:20 to get high after school. Somehow this afternoon date got morphed into the day of celebration we have today. Ahhh, those sentimentalists! I do find it surprising that from the same generation that began this party sprang the group of people who are now trying to kill it.
A few years ago, the Boulder police decided that they would fight fire with fire and stop all of this nonsense. Someone had the brilliant idea that they would offer up a $50.00 bounty to anyone who would turn someone in that they had seen smoking pot on 4/20. Good night nurse! What a perfect way for someone to get revenge on their enemies. Look at my boyfriend the wrong way, I’ll turn you in. Cut me off in traffic, 911! You get the idea. Well, to make a long story short, the program was a huge failure.
Whoever hatched this great idea must have been smoking something himself. I think if they really wanted to spoil the show, they should have offered mothers of college students a $50.00 Safeway gift card and a free bus ride to Boulder. We could have just walked around and acted like we were looking for our kids. Talk about a buzz kill! Maybe next time they’ll ask for my advice.
I really don’t have any strong views on subject and if I did, I’m way too politically correct to share them here. All I’m saying is, be it right or wrong, marijuana is here to stay, and with that comes the munchies which I do know a thing or two about. One of my favorite foods to nibble on is something that is not too sweet and simple to make especially if you have some bananas that are a bit too ripe, which I usually do. Add to this some pecans that I know you have in the freezer and you are ready to cook. I don’t know, maybe I’m missing a great opportunity by not baking up some goodies and selling them in Boulder next week but I think I'll just stay home and hold out for my $50.00 gift card.
Banana Nut Bread
¼ cup (56g) butter, softened to room temperature
2 large eggs, room temperature
1 cup (200g) granulated sugar
3 medium size very ripe bananas, mashed
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
½ teaspoon ground cinnamon
½ teaspoon salt
1 ½ cup (225g) self rising flour
1/2 cup (50g) chopped pecans or walnuts (optional)
Preheat oven to 325 degrees.
In a medium size bowl, cream the butter, eggs and sugar. Add the mashed bananas, vanilla extract, cinnamon and salt, mix well. Add the flour 1/3 at a time, mixing well after each addition. Add the nuts and mix until just incorporated. Pour into a loaf pan that has been sprayed with non-stick cooking spray and bake for 50 minutes to 1 hour or until it is firm and golden brown. Remove from the oven and cool for 5 minutes before removing from the pan and cooling on a wire rack.
There is nothing better than a slice or two of this warm bread with a generous slathering of butter and a salad with homemade bleu cheese dressing. Yum!