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Grandma D’s Banana Bread

April 17, 2010

Tina Daugherty Cole

We’ve made Tina’s former mother-in-law’s recipe many, many times.  If you don’t have 6 or 7 bananas, don’t worry, it’s fine even if you only have 2 or 3.

1 stick butter

2 cups sugar

3 eggs

2½ cups plain sifted flour

1 teaspoon baking powder

1 teaspoon soda

dash salt

6 or 7 bananas

lemon juice

1 cup chopped pecans

Preheat oven to 350°. Cream butter and sugar. Add one egg at a time, mixing between additions. Mix flour, baking powder, soda, and salt. Add to batter. Mash bananas and sprinkle with a little lemon juice. Add bananas and nuts to batter. Pour into loaf pans and bake 1 hour or until done.

Makes 2 loaves

Even more photos of Jack

February 2, 2010

More photos of Jack Sassone

February 2, 2010

Jack Sassone

February 2, 2010

We lost my father-in-law, Jack Sassone, last week. Jack always had a good time wherever he was, and everybody loved him. He was such a funny guy.

In the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, he and my mother-in-law were with us in Vicksburg, Mississippi, along with a number of other family members and friends, waiting to hear the status of their homes and businesses. Rather than sit around and obsess about what was going on in New Orleans, Jack and Edith volunteered at the Vicksburg Convention Center, where an impromptu refugee center had been set up, with volunteer doctors, nurses, counselors, etc., and a lot of donated medicine. The doctors didn’t know what was available to give to evacuees, because the meds were not in any order. Jack and Edith arranged for shelves to be set up and got the “pharmacy” in order — talk about being in the right place at the right time!

During that time, most of Vicksburg was without power due to power lines being down from trees and wind. Thankfully I have a gas stove with 6 burners. Everyone from New Orleans had brought whatever was in their refrigerators, and we were running across the Mississippi River to Louisiana for ice every day for the ice chests lined up in the kitchen, until our power came back on. We were making meals for somewhere between a dozen and two dozen people daily. There was no place to eat out, and the stores were running out of supplies. Edith had arranged for them to stay in a bed and breakfast, but the b&b had no food to offer. Others were temporarily renting apartments, my children located friends outside of town who had air conditioning, and Randy and I were “holding down the fort” on Cherry Street.

Everyone would come over for lunch, and lunch was whatever we had in the ice chests — cold cuts, salads, fruit. I cooked a big pot of something for dinner, on top of the stove, by shining my flashlight into the large pot to watch what was going on in there — red beans and rice, gumbo, jambalaya, things like that. When the power came back on, I remember lasagne, quiches, and blueberry cobbler and muffins (my Vicksburg friend Leah still didn’t have power, and she had gallons of blueberries in her freezer).

When Jack arrived at the house each day, he asked “What’s for dinner at Cafe Sassone?” Hence, the name of the book.

I have a number of photos of Jack in Cafe Sassone, and as I get time, I’m going to try to upload them here, along with the recipe for Red Beans and Rice.

This is the photo from the title page of the Beverages section.

Pictures of Papa – Charles Franck LaBiche Sr.

November 17, 2009

Charles Franck LaBiche, Sr., and Marcus Crescentius LaBiche, Sr.

Armand Anthony Legendre & Ruth LaBiche Legendre, Charles Franck LaBiche, Sr., & Mirza Trist LaBiche

Charles Franck LaBiche, Sr., sitting under umbrella. Mirza Trist LaBiche right background with hat. Everybody else unidentified.

Armand Anthony Legendre, Sr., at left. Charles Franck LaBiche, Sr., at right. Mirza Trist LaBiche to right of steering wheel, seated. Ruth LaBiche Legendre to left of Charles LaBiche, standing. The rest unidentified.


My Papa died when I was 7 years old, so all of the photos of him are from quite a while ago.

One of my favorites is him with Uncle Marcus (his brother – actually my Great Uncle) holding boiled crawfish, and a glass of beer. Mama said that this photos was taken in the ’40s.

Papa was a golfer, and I am happy to have some of his golf trophies. I had even more, but my car was broken into on Port Street in the ’80s, and a whole box full was stolen. I’m sure they didn’t mean as much to the thief as they did to me.

Aunt Ruth was Papa’s sister. Papa was the Men’s Department buyer and Aunt Ruth was the Ladies Department buyer for the family clothing store, LaBiche’s. I believe that Aunt Ruth’s husband, Armand Legendre, was the Shoe Department buyer. The whole bunch of them would go to New York a couple of times a year on buying trips.

More photos of Mamie ….

November 6, 2009

Papa & Mamie
papa mamie boat
Mamie chair
Mamie Nick Juanita
These are photos of my maternal grandparents, Charles (Papa) & Mirza (Mamie) LaBiche. The last one is Mamie with her brother Nick Trist and her sister Juanita Valadie.

I’ve chosen these photos to share because all of these people are no longer with us, so I can’t get their permission!

See more cookbook photos, a list of all of the recipes or order the Cafe Sassone cookbook at

So, about those photos….

November 5, 2009
mamie me bone

Mamie & Denise

I’ve been asked repeatedly why I didn’t identify all the people in the photographs. I decided that it was easier to get photo releases from everybody if I didn’t put names in the book. I was afraid some people would be uncomfortable with their names in the book, but wouldn’t mind an unidentified photo.

Since you asked, I guess I’ll identify some. I’ll start with myself.

This is a photo I found in my baby book, identified as “Things Denise likes at 1 year — chewing on bones.” I think I liked sitting in Mamie’s lap chewing on bones. Mamie was my grandmother, Mirza Trist LaBiche. She lived from 1907 until 1998. She was a great cook, and people remember her for her Bread Pudding with Whiskey Sauce (in the book) and her Stuffed Artichokes (also in the book), among many other things. She loved Fruit Cake (yes, that too is in the book) and she and I would get together each year and bake them for ourselves and for other People Who Love Fruit Cake. I still make fruit cakes every year, and think of her when I’m doing so. The list of People Who Love Fruit Cake has grown a lot over the years.

See more cookbook photos, a list of all of the recipes or order the Cafe Sassone cookbook at