Monday, January 18, 2010
Banana Formation!
Friday, March 14, 2008
Banana(nananana) Cake!
Before I start, please understand this is food for bipeds. Not us. But as with most recipes, there will be left-over something that you'll need to help with. Like cheese from the empanadas ... or figuring out what to do with excess bananas!
We in the Ao4 get banana slices every day - here we are at a recent Banana Formation, to get you in the mood:
Daily Banana Formation
Starting with Dad and going clockwise: Dad, Dave, me, Zim and Am in the top left
Without further ado... here's the recipe!
Banana Layer Cake
By the Ao4
1/2 cup butter, softened
1 1/2 cup sugar
2 eggs, separated
1 tsp. baking soda
1/4 c. plus 1 Tbs. buttermilk*
2 cups all-purpose flour
3 large ripe bananas, mashed
1 cup chopped pecans
*Mom never has buttermilk. Here's what you can do if you don't, either. For the amount above, take 1/4 cup of milk and add a hefty 1/4 Tablespoon of lemon juice. Stir and let sit for 5 minutes.
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
Cream butter; gradually add sugar, beating well. Add egg YOLKS, one at a time, beating well after each addition. Leave the whites sitting in a bowl on the counter. Dissolve soda in buttermilk; add to creamed mixture alternately with the flour, beginning and ending with flour. Stir in bananas (Mom doesn't really mash hers; she just has the mixer going and cuts chunks into the bowl as it goes around) and the pecans. In a separate bowl, beat room temperature egg whites until stiff peaks form. Fold into batter.
Pour batter into 2 greased and floured (Mom uses the spray kind) 9" round cake pans. Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes or until a wooden toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean.
Cool in pans 10 minutes; remove from pans, move to cooling racks and let cool completely.
To make frosting, beat together the following:
8 oz. package cream cheese, softened
1/2 stick butter (4 Tbs)
3 3/4 cups powdered sugar
2 tsp. vanilla extract
Once the cake has cooled, place first layer on plate - upside down from how you baked it. You know ... so the rounded top is on the plate. Either spread some of the frosting on that layer ... or ... spread a thin layer of melted semi-sweet chocolate on it, then top with sliced bananas. Your choice. Then top that with the other layer - right side up. Your cake will look best this way! Frost with the remaining frosting. Make it look pretty. Mom says if you mess it up, to sprinkle chopped pecans all over it and no one will ever know.
Store covered in the magic cold box.
I hope your bipeds will enjoy this. It's a great way to use up over-ripe bananas - which is another thing you can help with! Remember to take them nice, pups!
Tail wags and bon appétit!
Storms
Monday, March 09, 2009
Bedtime Formation!
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Saturday Miscellany



Thursday, July 12, 2007
Amber's Garden P-update
I think our leaf-edges are curlier or more jagged!
When I came in, Dad was getting out a new golf towel. (For those of you who may not remember, I decided golf makes me sick (and you can follow this hyperlink to read why!) - but Dad sure seems to enjoy himself! Anyroo.... look at this towel!
Oh, no! Their meeting in Pittsburgh is over, but now they're all over the country! I wonder if we're in danger!?! I wonder if Ivy knows about this?! She'll know what to do! Besides... she knows someone who knows someone who knows Super Ivy! Yikes, what does this all mean?!
Well, SGT Zim is howling at us that we need to line up for daily Banana Formation, so I need to go!
Alright, Ao4! Everypuppy fall in! Banana Formation!
Have a great day, everypuppy, and stay cool!
Love,
Amber
Monday, August 27, 2007
Is It Banana Time?
Woo, everypuppy - it's me, Dave! Mom was telling a friend of ours the other day how she and I have conversations. She's been trying to capture one on video, but I usually clam up. Yesterday, I just couldn't help myself. It was time for Banana Formation ... and instead of calling the troops in, Mom kept asking ME if it was Banana Time. I looked to Stormy to bail me out - I didn't want to talk on video, but I couldn't help it! Mom asked me and I had to tell her, "Of course it's Banana Time, Mom!"
Here we are:
I hope you enjoyed my "woo"s. When I was in the slammer, I screamed the Siberian Death Scream for over a month -- until I saw my mom. Then I gave her one of my nice, low "woo"s. She understood exactly what I was saying! I love talking to my mom!
Luv,
Dave
Friday, October 23, 2009
Rainy Day Revisited
Yeah... I know. You want a close-up now, don't you? Here ya go:
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Tagged By Quincy!
This is me thinking about my answers!
1. I love to herd! Our Siberian ancestors herded reindeer. I mostly herd Mom or members of the Ao4. Once time when we were out walking, Mom slipped and fell on the ice (and none of us were even pulling her!). Even though I had Dad on a leash, I pressed up against Mom and herded her the rest of the way home. She said I was a big help!
2. I was a Mother's Day present for Stormy!
3. I had a mole removed. Well, actually I caught a mole out of an instinctual prey drive, then dropped it when Mom told me to. I'm not sure why I did that!
4. I have a very sensitive, highly calibrated snooter. I sneeze at car exhausts that aren't up to my code standards and at smoky fireplaces; that same sensitive snooter allows me to predict snow! Dad says I could be used to snuffle out truffles; Mom says the only truffles she's interested in are made of chocolate. Hee hee hee!
5. I can count to 4. Every day we have Banana Formation and we all get 4 slices each. Dad gives one to Stormy and me, then one each to the boys. And he does that 4 times. I walk away after I get my fourth slice, even before the boys get theirs - because I know I'm not going to get any more!
6. When I was a little girl, I was afraid to go down steps and across this wooden bridge in the park. We call it the Trippy-Trap Bridge and it was very scary to me. My daddy helped me conquer both the steps and the Trippy-Trap Bridge, and when I did ... I sort of scrambled down the steps or over the Trippy-Trap Bridge. One of my nicknames is The Scrambler because of that.
7. And one of my other nicknames is Jaws of Steel. No one has invented the "durable" rubber toy I couldn't destroy. This includes the real dinosaur bones made of the black "indestructible" rubber. And a few other things.
That was fun! Thank roo, Quincy, for tagging me!
Here are the rules to the tag:
1. Once you are tagged, link back to the blogger who tagged you.2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Post 7 random or weird facts about yourself on your blog.
4. Tag 7 bloggers and link to them.
5. Comment on their blog to let them know they have been tagged.
Let's see...
I'm not sure who hasn't been tagged yet, so if you're reading this and haven't played yet - you're it! Have fun - I came up with more than seven things, so I'll share more stories later in the week!
Love,
Amber
Saturday, June 28, 2014
HULA
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| "Ready to go?" |
Oh. Right. Before we get started. Yes, that's me, above, on the sitzbank. No, I'm not allowed up there. Thanks for asking.
The complete application process can be found at this link; let's go through that list of covert deeds!
1. Demonstrating Disruptive Behavior: Some may call it "disruptive". We call it "being Siberians". I'm pretty sure I had this one covered since the day I got here:
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| "Maggie!" "Ha rooooo!" |
2. Cause Humans to freak out for no real reason: There are no pictures to go with this, but here's something I really enjoy doing! I go somewhere in the house, out of Mom's line of sight, then I cry or whine. Usually, I go lay on the bed in the bedroom. And I wait. Sometimes, I have to cry again. Once Mom hears me, she comes running in with the "Oh, Maggie! What's the matter?!?!" and she's all concerned. Then I give her my Sad Look. Sort of like this:
Yes, that's me on the ottoman. I'm not allowed up there, either. I should get bonus points for that. Anyway, once she knows I'm really OK, I get kisses. I like kisses. Then we go do something together. It's fun and is a great way to get Mom to come running to me. I mean - what if I really WAS hurt? She must come check on me. I'm careful not to do that too often, or it will lose its effectiveness.
3. Destroy Something: Does putting the Lupine "Guaranteed Even If Chewed" promise to the test count? Twice?
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| "Nice leashes! Tasty, too!" |
4. Human behavior modification: No one can eat fruit in this house without Cam and me helping. We've even brought back the Ao4 tradition of Banana Formation!
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| Cam, Dad, and me Notice I'm not sitting all the way. Bonus points! |
5. Humans dress you up: I'm going to assume being in HULA means putting up resistance to wearing props. Cam and I are both pretty good at this. This is us, back in December, when Mom tried to tie a big bow around me:
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| "I will NOT wear a bow!!!" "Ha roowooroo! Go, Maggie!" |
And this is Cam from before I got here:
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| "Really, Mom? Really?" |
Yeah. Mom hasn't tried that again. Let's move along!
6. Love of Kleenex: We actually have no pictures of either of us with Kleenex. You can read anything you'd like into that.
I think that should about cover it.
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| "Oh. Hi, Mom. No, we aren't doing anything." "Yeah. Hi, Mom. We're just ... hanging out." |
Meeshka, we hope you'll consider our application and accept us into the ranks of HULA. We look forward to hearing from you!
Yours sincerely,
Margaret Thatcher
(and Cammie!)
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Sunday Salute - Our Dad!
Our dad is the best dad we've ever had! He takes us on great adventures, runs us, and gives us wonderful treats! Here we are from a few days ago, all lined up for Daily Banana Formation:
Dad's the tall one there by the counter. As you can see, we're all sitting at attention!
He's also really patient with us when we're being ... well, you know. Siberians. He's really patient with mom, too, when she wants to stop to take pictures or to ask his help with our blog. And then there are all the trips to the yard to go potty. Ha roo.
Dave wrote Haik-woo #26 for him last year, and we'd like to post it today, on behalf of all of us:

Remember to honor your dad today! We ran and walked ours early this morning, beating the heat. This afternoon after his golf match, we plan to help him watch the last day of the US Open. Good Dad-Sibes bonding time!
Dad, for the MANY things you do for us and with us, we salute you! Happy Dad's Day!
The Army of Four
PS: As promised, next Sunday's Salute will go to our friend Maui!
Monday, April 19, 2010
Zim's Stinky Goodness Jerky Treats
I have no idea why. We can't smell it out there!







