One of my favourite bloggers, Emily, posted this recipe and after spying it and feeling envious on Instagram, I had to make my own loaf, and then show you all.
Whilst the cake was baking, the whole house filled with its delicious aroma, and that, in my opinion, is how you can tell that it's going to be a good cake.
I lurked around the oven for the last 10 mins, yanking it out when the timer went, then, my sister and I descended. Hindsight has taught me that it's probably a good idea to let it cool a bit before slicing it open, because the break in the crust sort of broke, but that doesn't affect the taste, so it doesn't matter.
Lucy had to make do with grated chocolate on hers because we couldn't find any Nutella, and I went for a naked slice (the crust obviously, the best bit).
Oh my goodness, you have to make this because a) if you need comfort food it's the most homely thing b) it's the best banana bread I've ever tasted.
I'm finishing this post off so I can charge back downstairs for my 4th slice...
