Banana and toffee. Banoffee. Íåæíî. Âîçäóøíî. Ñëàäêî. Äàæå íàçâàíèå ó ýòîãî äåñåðòà ñëàäêîå, îêðóãëîå è òîìíîå. Ïðîèçíîñèòñÿ íà âûäîõå, êàê ìÿãêî îñåäàþùåå ñóôëå, -- áàíîôôè ïà-àé...
Îäíàêî, ýòî íåæíîå è âîçäóøíîå ñòàëî íàñòîÿùèì êàìíåì ïðåòêíîâåíèÿ ìåæäó àâòîðàìè ðåöåïòà, áðèòàíöàìè Ian Dowding è Nigel Mackenzie, è âñåì îñòàëüíûì ìèðîì. Äåñåðò ðîäèëñÿ â 1972 ãîäó â Ñàññåêñå, íà îñíîâå àìåðèêàíñêîãî äåñåðòà Blum’s Coffee Toffee Pie. È îêàçàëñÿ íàñòîëüêî ïîïóëÿðåí, ÷òî ñðàçó æå î÷óòèëñÿ â ìåíþ ðåñòîðàíîâ Àìåðèêè è Àâñòðàëèè, à ïîòîì è â ñóïåðìàðêåòàõ ïîä íàçâàíèåì American pie. È, åñòåñòâåííî, àâòîðû íè êîïåå÷êè íå ïîëó÷èëè, òàê êàê äåñåðò ìãíîâåííî ïðåâðàòèëñÿ â íàðîäíîå äîñòîÿíèå. Íàéäæåë âîçìóùàëñÿ, ñòðàäàë è äàæå ïðèêîëîòèë ê ñâîåìó çàâåäåíèþ òàáëè÷êó "Áàíîôôè ïàé ïîÿâèëñÿ çäåñü". À âîò Èýí íè÷óòü íå ïåðåæèâàåò. "I don’t talk about it much these days in case I sound like one of those old rock stars who only ever had one hit and insists on telling everybody at every opportunity. But if I’m asked I usually say this, which I happen to believe is true: Nobody ever invents dishes - they evolve". ("ß íå òâåðæó îá ýòîì íà êàæäîì óãëó, êàê ýòè ïîñòàðåâøèå ðîê-çâåçäû, êîòîðûå ñïåëè îäèí õèò è âñþ æèçíü ðàññêàçûâàþò î íåì. Íî åñëè ìåíÿ ñïðîñÿò, ÿ îòâå÷ó òàê, êàê äóìàþ: íåëüçÿ ïðèäóìàòü áëþäî -- îíî ðàçâèâàåòñÿ ñàìî"). È äàåò ó ñåáÿ â áëîãå ðåöåïò.