I was smitten from the moment I met her.
I was standing at the front of the plane, saying “hello” as cheerily as I could – after having said it to hundreds of people already.
I’d been a Flight Attendant for a couple of years, dwelling in the sweltering city of Las Vegas.
At 21, I hadn’t told anyone but my best friend that I perhaps a tiny bit (okay, maybe a lot a bit) interested in dating girls.
The most daring hint I’d dropped to the rest of the world was briefly changing my Myspace song to Katy Perry’s “I Kissed A Girl”…and really, it was brief.
Releasing perfectionism has come in layers and this was certainly one of them: the “good girl” layer.
The layer where I allowed myself to be labeled as “good” and “sweet” and “the quiet one”.
And while of COURSE one can be a good, sweet, quiet lesbian – the descriptors weren’t the problem – the BOX I was putting myself into was.
The fear that I needed to “stay the same” so people would like me was.
Shedding the need to be seen ANY particular way has been as liberating as giving up dieting and learning to love whatever my body is on any given day.
But back to the story:
When I met Britney, I had no idea what I was getting in to.
She sauntered onto the plane (really it was more of a swagger): bleach blond spiked hair, skinny jeans, and sunglasses…and I gaped after her in a way that would have been embarrassing had anyone noticed.
She didn’t give me a second glance.
I don’t know how many more cheery “hello’s” I gave after that, but I’ll admit – they were all tinged with distraction and a forced enthusiasm.
I HAD to talk to this girl.
Once airborne, I finagled my way to her section of the plane and offered our usual snack and beverage selection.
She politely declined.
I (perhaps not-so-politely) kept the conversation going.
Sweet as she is, she responded to my questions about her book, her trip, and where she was headed.
Somewhere in that 3-hour flight, she realized I was flirting with her and the rest is history!
Well, a two-year-long-distance-romance, coming-out-to-our-families, and finally-landing-together-in-Seattle-and-getting-married history that is!
There’s a good chance I’m the luckiest girl in the world.
I’ll never know that for certain…but I’m pretty sure.
This recipe has become a staple in our house and is a favorite of the aforementioned ladyfriend.
We’re not entirely grain-free (the wifey loves her bread) but I lean towards coconut flour as often as possible when I bake.
This essential oil-laced banana bread is great served warm with a slather of grass-fed butter and a glass of fresh kefir on the side!
4 free-range eggs
4 very ripe bananas
3 Tbsp maple syrup or honey
2 tsp vanilla extract
1/2 cup coconut flour
1 tsp sea salt
4-6 drops Cinnamon Bark Essential Oil
1 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp baking soda
Preheat oven to 375 and line an 8×5 baking dish with parchment paper. Place all ingredients in a food process or and blend completely. Pour into baking dish and bake for 45-50 minutes.