sea salt crystals in banana bread...

really? really. i never would have thought of it but there i was, in the middle of whipping up another of my, in hubby's words, outstanding gluten-o banana bread. o, by the way, i must congratulate myself for discovering this truly amazing way of using bruised bananas which come in a huge bag for ninety-nine cents at berkeley bowl. to me, it's a waste of money to use those glamorous looking golden yellow ones. why bother, i have to mash them anyway. okay, back to the bind i found myself in. i was shocked that i had everything except half a teaspoon of salt and i was way past the point of no return. what was i to do? ah, i remember the courage of conviction of my aunt julia. yes, in hubby's words, in suk wah's world, jullia child is her aunt. anyhow, my aunt julia says, recipes are not set in stone...when you don't have something on the recipe, use what you have. and what i had was sea salt crystals. i let the dough sit for longer than usual hoping that time would, as always, do the trick. so i thought it did for the first few bites...until a tiny spark of a mysterious taste appeared in my awareness. neither salty, nor sweet, simply wonderful and marvelous. a touch, not intrusive, but, rather, enhancing. it dances delightfully in the senses. whew, you never know, who knew. i hoped for the best and it turned out even greater.