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JodyLynn's Banana-Pecan Cake Recipe

 


JodyLynn's Banana Pecan Cake 

Preparation 20 minutes. Cook time 35 minutes @ 350 degrees Fahrenheit

2 1/3 cups flour

1/2 cup of Maple Sugar (Vermont)

1/2 cup of granulated sugar

1 ½ teaspoon baking powder

1 teaspoon baking soda

2 medium ripe bananas (they can have a little green on their skins)

2/3’s a cup of buttermilk

2 large eggs or equal amount of egg whites

1 cup of pecan halves (you can use pecan pieces if that’s what you have in stock)

1/4 cup of Smuggler’s Notch Bourbon Barrel Maple Syrup

½ teaspoon banana extract

1/3 cup of coconut oil

5 tablespoons salted butter softened

2 Tablespoons Sour Cream

Coconut oil spray

2 - 8x8x2 inch Square baking pans

Start with the top five ingredients and the pecans and mix thoroughly. Then in a separate bowl mash the bananas then add the buttermilk, eggs, SN Syrup, banana extract, coconut oil, butter and the sour cream and beat for a minute or so till blended completely. Then gradually add the bowl of mixed dry ingredients into wet mixture, and blend in thirds whilst having your mixer on low to medium ensuring everything is mixed completely, about 30 seconds each third at a time. Try not to over mix. Set Oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit for 35 minutes. Spray the two Square baking pans with coconut oil spray. When the oven reaches optimal temperature put pans in oven and bake.

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