my grandmother called this recipe, banana and blueberry bread. this is one, of maybe three, recipes she wrote down. : ( she was a marvelous cook. she cleaned houses on the lake, and would cater parties part time. "word got out that she was cooking" my aunt used to tell me.
if my grandmother, wasn't available to cater an event, people would literally change the date of their parties. i love that story.
she taught me to cook. : )

on the bottom of this recipe, she wrote~ "sprinkle with conf. sugar, slice and serve moist pieces as coffee cake." she was so right. 
i have this tingly feeling in my heart, like i should write my recipes down, since they are all in my heart. and while that is lovely, it's not where i prefer my recipes, to remain. im for the sharing the love, taking the guessing out of family recipes. ; )
this is important to me... now where to begin. : )

happy day, my friends.

one love~