I had then, and at other times, the greatest delight in the Holy Scriptures, of any book whatsoever. Oftentimes in reading it, every word seemed to touch my heart. I felt a harmony between something in my heart, and those sweet and powerful words. I seemed often to see so much light exhibited by every sentence, and such a refreshing food communicated, that I could not get along in reading; often dwelling long on one sentence, to see the wonders contained in it; and yet almost every sentence seemed to be full of wonders.

Jonathan Edwards

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Grains	Vegetarian	Dessert	6	Servings

INGREDIENTS

1		Whole vanilla bean
1/3	c	Brown sugar
1/4	c	Water
1	ts	Margarine; optional
1	pn	Salt; optional
4		Bananas
1/2	sm	Pineapple

INSTRUCTIONS

From: Bobb1744@aol.com
Date: Tue, 23 Apr 1996 13:28:27 -0400
Slit vanilla bean lengthwise & scrape out sticky black seeds. Place seeds &
pod in small heavy bottomed pot along with remaining ingredients except
fruit. Bring to a boil, stirring constantly. Reduce heat & simmer for 2 to
3 minutes. Stir till sugar has dissolved. Remove from heat. If glaze
hardens, reheat before using.
Prepare grill. Peel bananas; peel & core pineapple. Cut into bite-sized
pieces. Alternate bananas & pineapple on skewers. Place skewers on hot
grill & cook 5 to 10 minutes, turning once. When hot, baste with glaze, two
or three times. Turn & baste again.
PER SERVING: 139 Cal.; 0.8g Prot.; 0.4g Fat; 33g Carb.; 0 Chol.; 6mg Sod.;
2 g  Fiber.
"Vegetarian Times" July, 1993
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