Banana Candle


I tried to make something else.

In all honesty, I flipped through all my other books – past whipped spam and curried ham and dishes with alarm-bell words like “surprise” in the title – looking for something that was not so… R rated.

But like a moth to a glacé cherry flame, I could not resist the pull of the mighty Banana Candle.


Of all the recipes in Be Bold with Bananas, I would suggest that this one is the boldest. It’s hard to put my finger on why exactly, but there’s just something about the way the mayonnaise drips down from the shiny cherry head that shocks me to the core. I mean it really looks a lot like a candle.

The version that sister Rosie and I put together did not look quite as much like a candle as the one in the book, sadly. I thought a lot about why this was, and decided what we should have done was squirt the mayo on to the tip, then let that melt, over time, down the sides of the banana to give it a life-like glisten.

Nevertheless, the effect was not completely lost:


Everything we’ve blogged so far has been of questionable edibility, but Banana Candles stand alone (or rather with the help of two pineapple rings) in that they were never intended to be eaten. They were destined to be table centerpieces and, I imagine, surefire conversation-starters at dinner parties:

“Say, is that a banana candle I see on the table?”
“Sure is, Granny Ethel – bet it’s a while since you’ve seen one like that!”

Although the BC is not technically classed as a food, this is a food blog (just), and so a taste test was going to be necessary. There was no way in hell Rosie or I were getting anywhere near that thing, but after much coercing and bribery and eventually threats regarding the future of his own banana candle, Finn took a bite.



Afterward he looked slightly ashamed, then confused, before eventually declaring that it tasted “a bit salty.”